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Lu&e  xxiv.  44.     AH  things  muft  be  fulfilled, 
icb  -cjere  written  in— — tbt  Psalms ,  con- 
cerning ?ne. 

Heb  xi   32    David.   Samveu   and  the  pro- 
phets      Ver.  40 — Thai   theyy  without  us 
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PAGE. 

ALL  ve  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice  386 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fkies  iS 

Amidft  thy  wrath,  remember  love  75 

Among  tti'  adtmbties  of  the  great  x$% 

Among  the  princes  earthly  Gods  159 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  154 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools  105 

Are  frnners  now  fo  fer.felefs  grown  a 7 

Arife  my  gracious  God  $% 

Awake,  ye  faints,  topraife  your  King  357 

BEHOLD -the lofty  fky  3S 

Behold  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love  69 

Behold  the  morning   Am  39 

Behold  the  fure Foundation  ftone  azi 

Behold  thy  waiting  fefvant  L^rd  331 

BJefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  190 

3Ieft  are  the  fons  of  peace  254 

Bltft  are  tne  fouls  who  hear  and  know  16* 

B'eft  are  the  undenTd  in  heart  224 

Bleft  is  the  man  forever  bleft  60 

Bleft  is  the  man  whofe  bow e is  move  Sc 

Bleft  is  the  man  who  (buns  the  place  % 

Bleft  "15  the  nation,  where  the  Lord  6i 

GH  rLDR  LN  in  years  and  knowledge  yotmg<>5 
Come,  Children  learn  to  fear  the  Lord    67 

Come  iet  our  voices  join  to  raife  i*,8 

Columbia  praife  thy  mighty  God  a;S 

Come  found  his  praife  abroad  177 

Confider  ail  my  lbrrows,  Lord  234 

DhVW  rejoie'd  in  God,  his  ftrenetu         44 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  130 

ARLY,   my  God,  without  delay  1  13 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  184 

AR  as  thy  name  is  known  9I 

Father,  I  blefsthy  gentle  hand  337 

Father,  I  fag  thy  wstnd'rous  grace  J2, 


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TABLE.  page. 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  ■    24- 

Firm  was  ray  health,  my  day  was  bright  57 

Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  lay  26 

For  ever  bieffed  be  the  Lord  a  }I 

For  ever  fhall  my  Ton?  record  160 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  203 

From  all  who  dwell  below  the  fk'es  219 

From  deep  di&refs  and  troubled  thoughts  25  t 

CN  1VE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  2c  1 
T  Give  thanks  to  God.  invoke  his  name  198 

Give  thanks  to  God  mod  high  2^9 
Give  thanks  to  God  the  fov-rehm  Lord 

Give  to  the  Lord  immortal  praife  £g] 

Give  to  tbeLord,  ye  for.s  of  fame  5$ 

God  in  his  rot  thiy  temple  lays  1^9 

God  h  the  refuge  of  hi?  faints  88 

God  my  fi/.po  iter  a  nd  m  y  hope  1 3  7 

God  of  e'troa:  love  201 

Gcd  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  13  j 
God  of  my  life  ,  look  gently  down 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife  507 

God  will  arife  in  all  his  mi^ht  j  24 

Good  i?  the  Lor<^  the  heav'aly  king  rao 

GreSt  Gdd  attend  while  Zion  I  ><  4. 

Great  God.  how  oft  did  ifrdprove  148 

Great  G                   e  my  humble  claim  115 
I,  the  heav'ns  well  order'd  frame    40 

Great  God,   whole  univufal  iway  j;4 

at  is  the  Lord,  exalted  higjb  256 

( 3  rea t  i  s  th c  L or  i ;    his  w  o rk s  of  mig ht  210 

Great  is  the  Lord  cur  God  90 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Ijrael  149 

Hi  D  not  the  Lord,  may  I'&el  fay  244 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord  213 

Hippy  the  city,  where  their  fons  27" 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  00 

Happy  tbe'man  whofe  cautious  feet  45 

Vlear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  187 

what  the  Lord  in  vifion  f-dd  %&% 

fielp,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  £ui  a3 


TABLE.  face. 

He  reigns  :  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  180 

He  who  has  made  his  refuge  God  169 

High  in  the  heav  ns,  eternal  God  69 

How  awful  is  thy  chaiVning  rod  145 

Ho-.v  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  24  s 

How  fall:  their  guiit  and  forrowrife  2  9 

How  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  I  complain  |$4 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  iS 

How  pleafint.  how  divinely  fair        '  153 

How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee  25  $ 

How  pJeas'dand  blefs'd  was  I  24* 

How  fhali  tne  young  fecure  their  hearts  ft&6 

JEHOVAH  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light  1  73 

JtfuS)  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne  ac? 

y^/ttifh all  reign,  where-e'er  the  fun  135 

if  God  fticceed  not,  all  the  coft  *4? 

If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny  24$ 

I  lift  my  foul  to  C  od  5  r 

I'll  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  66 

Y\\  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  a; 6 

I'll  fpeak  the  honors  of  my  King  8^ 

I  love  the  Lord  :  he  heard  my  cries  ai& 

In  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee  a66 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  13 
In  God's  own  houfe,  pronounce  his  praife   187 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  14* 

Into  tky  hand,  O  God  of  truth  5  7 

Joy  to  the  world  the  Lord  is  come  jfcSj 

I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  face  3 1 

I9  there  ambition  in  my  heart  35  r 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand  189 

Judge  me-  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  S3 

Judges  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  110 

Juft  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word  35 

I  waited  paticn  t  for  the  Lord  78 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord  on  high  56 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife  180 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  jain  %%9 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  146 

Let  ev'ry  creature  join  284 
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TABLE.  pace* 

Let  tv'ry  top.gue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak  274 

Let  finners  take  their  courie  10 1 

Let  Sion  in  her  King  rejeice  88 

Let  Zion  and  her  fons  rejoice  189 

Long  as  1  live,  I'll  blels  thy  name  273 

Lord,  haft  thou  caft  New-England  eft'  in 

Lord,  lam  thine:  but  thou  wilt  prove  3s 

Lord,  I  can  fufTer  thy  rebukes  13 

Lord,  1  am  viie,  eonceiv'd  in  lin  102 

Lord,  I  efteem  thyjudgments  right  228 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  fault3  167 

Lord,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear  22 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  230 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  fhait  '.ear  iz 

Lord,  f  wiil  biefs  thee  ail  my  days  64 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs  104. 

Lord,  of  the  worlds  above  156 

Lord,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  grace  to  ml<nd  158' 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervanr  ery  221 
Lord,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro7  263 

Lord,  thou  haft  feenmyfoui  fincere  34 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  11 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand  173 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  85 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  169 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I  137 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  27a 

Lord,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft  18 

Lord,  whe?i  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  268 

Lord,  whefl  thou  didft  afcend  on  high  125 

Loud  Hallalujahi  to  the  Lord  282 

Lo  !  what  a  glor'ous  Corner-ftone  2*3 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  fight  254 

MA KE  Pv  an d  f o v 'rei  gn  Lord  5 

Mercy  and  judgment  arc  my  fong  186 

Mi-ne  eyes  and  my  defire  52 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  269 

My  God,  confider  my  diftrefs  2.33 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  9 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings  xgj 


T   A 

;oii5  pra:e 

My  Go  X1& 

My  God,  the  fteps  ofpiotis  men  74 
My  God,  wliat  inward  grief  I  feel 
Mv  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name 

My  never-                                   °w  ijtii 

My  refueis  th  s               love  i* 

My  righteous  judge,  my  gracious  God  273 
M.v  Savirurandmy  King 

Mv  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  \%% 

My  fheuherdi?  v                 Lord  47 

leed  48 

ice  15c 

ft  256 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  193 

My  foul  thy  great  Creator  praife  195 

:sto  God  alone  112, 

1 1  y  fpii  i t  G ak 3  w: thin  me.  Lord  &a 

My  Orudis  in  my  heav'nly  Friend  14 

NO  fleep  nor  finmrer  to  his  eyes  253 

Not  to  ourfeiYes,  who  are  but  duft  216 
Not  to  our  names,  then  only  juft  and  true  217 

Now  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  Cog  85 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  ra  .;6 

Now  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind  ijj£ 
Nowiet  cur  lips  with  holy  fear 

Now  le:  our  mournful  fang  record  16 

Now  may  the  God  ofpow'r  and  grace  42 

Now  pic                     e,  -Almighty  God  65 

Now  fna  1  my  solemn  vows  be  paid  122, 

OALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  219 

O  bleffed  fouls  are  they  59 

O.blefs  the  Lord»  my  fpul  19 z 

Ofjuflice  and  of  grace  1  ling  187 

Orcrafhout  ofi  89 

€5  God,  my  refuge*  hear  my  c>  *©6 

O  God  of  grace  and  rightebufi  10 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  105 
O happy  rr: a 


TABLE.  PAGF# 

O  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord  64 

O  how  1  love  thy  holy  law  2  * 

O  Lord,  how  many  art  thy  foes  xo 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  j- 

O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great  i  6 

Our  States,  O  Lord,  with  (bugs  of  praife  4* 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  %\  2. 

O  that  thy  ftatutes  ev'ry  hour  A* 

O  thou  who  hear' ft  when  Tinners  cry  lo"^ 

O  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign  243 

O  thou  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high  108 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft  j66 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  longdiitrefs  aso 

O  what  a  ftiff  rebeli'ous  houfe  X46 

PR  VISE  w^itsin  Sion,'Lord  for  thee  119 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his.  name  356 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  mail  jein  % 75 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to raife  277 

Preferve  me,  Lord,  ia  time  of  need  *9 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  61 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate  264 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  168 

SALVATION  is  forever  nigh  ^58 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods  126 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  30 

See  what  a  living  ftone  11% 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  !   forgive  101 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  all  the  iand  1x3 

Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord  121 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  151 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  17/ 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  185 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands  179 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  310 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay  55 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  138 

Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace  S74 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  172, 

TE\CH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days  77 

Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high;  1 81 


TABLE.  page. 

That  rr.^n  is  b^ft  who  ftanch  in  awe  211 

Thee                           :.e  Lord's  <o 

c  will  I  lo*e  O  Lord,  my  ftrength 

The  God  j  184. 
The  Godo                nda his fummons fort! 

T  e  God  of  our  falvation  hears  117 

The  God  to  whom  revenge  belongs  1  -  • 

Theheav'                            n  \\  Lord  40 

The  Kin::  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face  87 

per  now  £:o 

Tr  e  Lord                                 .  dis  ways  191 

The  Lord  .  174. 

ne,  the  keav'ns  proc'aim  181 
The  L 

54 
The  Lord  of  g;r 

The  Lore-  94 

96 

Lord.  t*>e  Sov'fi  194 

ruramor.s 

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The 

T  ink 

This  is  222 

Thou  art 

Thou  Go 

Thro::. 

Thr  ;f.  Lord  jx% 

dds 
.  work  is  vain 
Tnus  the  eterr.  ke 

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Thy  mercies  8  O  Lord 

Thy  name  .-yLord 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lt 

rains  Hand 


T  ABLE.  page;. 

To  God  I  cry'd  with  motirnfiil  voice  143 

To  God  1  made  my  forrows  known  afr) 

To  God  the  great,  theeverbleft  200 

To  heav'n  1  lift  my  waiting  eyes  440 

To  tlee  before  the  dawning  light  225 

To  our  almighty  Maker,  God  18"* 

To  thee,  Moll  Hoiy,  and  Moft  High  *  14 r 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  37  • 

'Twas  for  thy  fake,  eternal  God  130 

'Twas  fram  thy  hard,  my  God,  I  came  265 

'Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night  114  : 

VVIN  man  on  foolifli  pleafures  bent  20.3 

Unfhaken  as  the  iacred  hit!  244 

Up  from  my  youth,  may  .JfrVfay  240. 

Up  to  the  hills  1  lift  mine  eyes  239 

Upward  i  lift: mine  eyes  24J 

WE  Mefi  the  Lord,  the  J*ft  and  good  225 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  36 

What  fha)I  I  render  to  my  God  2i3 

When  Chrift  to  judgment  doth  defcend  95 

When  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  ftrong  30 

When  God  provok'd  with  dating  crimes  f  06 

Wht  n  God  rtfior'd  our  captive  ftate  246 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  246 

When  1/rei freed  from  PharaohU  hand  215 

"When  I  rel  {ins,  the  Lord  reproves  147 

When  I  with  p  leafing  wonder  ftand  .  267 

When  man  grows  bo  d  in  fin  71 

When  overwhelm'd  with  grief  %t% 

When  pain  and  angimh  feize  rre,  Lord  237 

When  the  great  judge,  fupreme  and  juft  20 

Where  mall  the  man  be  found  52 

Where  fhali  we  go  to  fetk  and  find  23  z 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  70  ■ 

While  I  keep  ftlence  and  conceal  6r 

Who  fhailrdcendthy  heav'nly  place  28 

WhQ  fhail  inhabit  in  thf  hilt  27 

Who  will  arife  and  plezd  my  right  276 

Why  did  the  Jews,  proclaim  their  rage  7 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  -lay  7 


T  A  B  L  E.  pag*. 

Why  do  the  proud  infu!t  the  poor  93 

Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft  73 

Why  doth  the  Lord  Hand  off  fe  far  ai 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  91 

Why  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook  44 

Why  fhould  I  vex  my  fou!  and  fret  7^* 

Will  God  forever  caft  us  cfT  I  ify 
With  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue      46* 

"W^th  earneft  longings  of  the  mind  £2, 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong  19 
Writh  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face     334 

With  rev'rence  let  the  faints  appear  161 

With  fongs  and  honors  founding  loud  379 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  504 

YE  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice  63 

Ye  ifland8  of  the  Northern  fea  182 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  r  joice  185 

Ye  fervantsofth*  Almighty  King  314 

Ye  ions  of  men,  a  fetbler?xe  171 

Ye  fons  of  .ride,  who  hate  the juft  93 

Ye  who  delight  toferyethe  Lord  2.13 

Ye  who  obey  th'  immortal  King  ass 

Ye  trite*  of  Adam,  join  280 

Yet  (faith the  L ord) if- Davitf tract  i(>- 


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.vr. 


PSALM     I.     Common  metre. 

Icked* 

BLEST  is  \  ho  fhuns  the  place 

-  love  to  meet ; 
their  wicked  ways, 
e  fc  offers  feat : 

3  in  the  ftat  e  Lord 

plac'd  his  ckief  delight ; 
By  day  he  read*,  cr  bears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  oighL 

[3  He  like  a  piant,  of  gen'ions  kind, 

Bv  li  ;  itU 

Safe  rromtfce  ftorms  and  blading  wicd, 

Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate. 

4  Gieen  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 
Shah  his  proleiiion  thine  ; 

c  fruits  ofhohnefs  appear 
Like  clutters  on  ihe  vine. 

$  Not  fothe  impious  and  unjuft  ; 

WKat  vain  deiignt  they  form  !  • 

Their   opes  ave  blown  away,  iijke  d^ 

Or  f  Aajf,  before  ifc*  g^5g»„ 
B 


4  PSALM    L 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  lball  not  (land 
Anong  the  fons  of  grace, 

Whim  Chrift,  the  Judge,  at  his  tight  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  pi  ace. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread  j^ 
His  heart  approves  it  weft  ; 

But  crooked  way:  of  finners,  lead 
JDown  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSA  L  vM    I.    Short  metre* 
*Tfap faint  hcppy—Tke  jinntr  mijr. 

THE  man  m  ever-  bieft- 
Who  fn una  the  finner'a  w; 
Among  their  councils  never  ftandfc, 

i\or  takes  the  icorner's  place  : 
a  Who  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  2nd  delight, 
AmidG:  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  ihall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root ; 

Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  fiiall  live  ; 
i£ig  works  are  heav'aly  fruit, 

4  But  the  ungodly  race 

Can  i:o,fuch  bleffiegs  find ; 
Their  hopes  will  fty  like  empty  chaff 
Be-orc  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ft  and- 
Before  that  Judgment  fest, 

Where  all  the  faints,  at  Chrift's  right  hnc£ 
la  full  aflkmbly  meet ! 

■  6  He  knows,  an    he  approv.s 
T  e  way  ious  ko  ; 

But  linnt:  ?  arid  their  wcikSjWiUnaeet- 
A  dr4*4iul  ovcrthrowc 


H 


PSALM    T.  II. 

PSALM    I.    Long  metre. 

-tZL-esn  tf-e  RJgbUous  end  H 
Y  the  man,  whofc  cautious  feet 


hates  fe<  bene  atheifts   mett3 

ears  to  talk  as  fc  niters  do. 

ght 
ei  of  the  Lord, 
A  wakcrul  hours  of  night, 

I  o'er  the  word* 

ana, 

eft  beams 
■  '.  ■  i      :>    bapds     C|  :n. 

&nd  their  ooinrjfejs  croft  ; 
e  rhetcmpcft-flics  ; 

n  a.  d  '-oft, 
Whenth    lafl:  trump  :he  fkies* 

:  k  to  fl^nd 
In  ju  ce : 

Theci  ^.nd* 

L  ace. 

6  i:  Straight  is  the  -  ay  cij  faints  have  trod  > 

IWdfi 
But  you  *••  >adj 

An  d  dow  B 

P  S  A  L  JM    II.    Short  mc+rc, 
Tranfkted  according  to  the  Divine  pattern. 

Cbrii's  djfagi  rjfingi  inttrceediyg  end  reign  ing 

iTVyf  Lor.r 

1YA     O f  h £  sl\  '  -. ,  and  earth  and  fes s  ; 
Thy  j  ord, 

And  <  y  decrees. 


6  PSALM    IL 

2  The  things  fo  long  fore 1  old 
B.  I^r/Ware.fufiii'd, 

When  J<-ivs  and  Gentiles  join  to  ilajSf 
Jefus  thitoe  holy  child.  ] 

3  Why  aid  the  G^/. 

Arid  ,7i?ptf  w^n  one  accord, 

J3end  ail  their  councils  to  deftroy 

Th'  annointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  e'efkn  ; 

Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite., 
Againft  his  Chritl  they  join0 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
,     And  w'ih  fupport  his  throne, 

The  Lord  who  rais  d  him  from  the  dsaJ 
tfatu  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

P    A   U    S    E* 

6  Nov  he's afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  rule  the  earth, 

The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  plea-is  his  htav'niy  birt\u 

7  He  pfks,  and  Godbeftows 
Alir^t-  inheritance  ; 

Far  as  the  wor)d;s  remoteft  ends* 
His  kingdom  (hall  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel, 
Maft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'w  vindicate  "hofe  honors  well, 
Which  he  rccciv'd  from  God. 

£9  Be  wife  ye  rulers,  now, 
A  nd  vorfhip  at  his  throne  ; 

With  tremoling  jby,  ye  people,  bow 
Fo  Gads  exalted  Son, 


P  S  A  I    M    a 

fct  ftiei 

ce.] 

P  S  A  L 

I 

.  cs, 

I  r  r    - 

Tht  r  y 

rebel  *vho  v 

5  Pe  wife   ye  rulers  cr  the  r: 
Obey  a'- 

Anil  I 

For  b,  yc  die  : 

Who  flp  hit  5  ^ce  r 

PSIIM    II.     Lons  mitre. 

WHY  did  tl  irraecr 

The  Ronuas.  ftrotisend 

B* 


8  PSALM    II. 

Agaiiafl;  the  Lord  thelv  pow'rs  engage, 
Hi  Hear  annointed  to  deftroy. 
%  '<  Cottfe  let  us  break  hb  bands,  they  fay* 
This  man  ihali  never  give  us  laws," 
Aiid  thus  :hey  e  rft  his  yok-  away 
Ananaii  d  rhe  Monarch  totht  ciofs. 
g  UikGjJ,  vvho  hia$  in  g.ory  reigns, 
Lui  :  s  .t  their  pride,  their  rage  controuls  j 
He'  i  vrxt'/eir  hearts  with  inward  pains, 
m  thunder  to  their  fouls, 
will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
Mr  hid; 
My  tjaud  fhaii  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
he  ih'tfl  (land  your  Sov'reign  ftill." 
Is  His  wond'rous  riling  from  the  earth 
Makes  hfs  rterna:  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lor !  declares  h  s  heav  niy  birth, 
"  This  day  have  I 'begot  my  Son. 

6  •<  Afcend,  mvSon,  to  my  right  hand, 
There  thou  malt  aik,  and  Til  beftow 
T:i :•  utmpil  bounds  of  Heathen  lands, 
To -thee  the  Northern  ifles  fhall  bow."'] 

7  But  nations,  "hat  reflft  his  grace, 
'Shaii  faU  beneath  his  iron  ftroke  ; 
His  rod  fhall  crum  his  foes  with  eafe, 

As  potter's  earthen  work  is  broke. 

Pa  use. 

8  Now  ye  who  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
Be  reiie.  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  £ 
Now  at  h*s  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  aai  tremble  at  his  name.    * 

$  With  humbie  love  addrefs  the  Son$ 
"Lett  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 


PSALM    III. 

K!3  wffth  mail  burn  to  worlds ankno 
It  ye  provoke  his  jealoufy. 
i-  Hisftorms  (hall  d.-ive  you  quick  to  I 
He  is  a  God,  and  ys  but  duft   ; 
Happy  the  fouls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  trail:. 

PSALM    III.    Common  metre. 

DouhU  and  fear,  I  :  cr,  God  cur  defers 

fromjui  ar.J  Satan* 

MY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
How  fall  my  iocs  incrcaft 
Conipiring  my  eternal  death, 

Th:y  break  my  prefent  peace. 
2.  The  lying  tempter  would  p  :rfmde 

Tiere's  no  relief  in  heav'n  ; 
And  all  my  iwelling  fins  appear 
Too  bi*  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou  my  glory  and  my  ftrength, 

Suit  on  the  tempter  tread,. 
ShaU 

Andraife  my  drooping  head. 

f4  I  cry  'd  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  thVuing  ear  ; 
I  cail'd  my  Father  and  my  God, 

And  kefubdu'dmy  fear. 

5  He  medfo^t  Cumbers  on  mine  eyea, 
In  fpite  of  all  my  foes  ; 

I  'woke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
Wiiieh guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  though  the  hofts  of  death  and  heU 
Adi  arm'd  againft  me  food  ! 

-rors  no  more  (hall  tfiake  my  fcuT ; 
refuge  is  my  God. 


i'c  ?  5  A  I  m    m.  IV, 

7  £  rire,  O  Lord-  fulfil  thy  grace 

Wh;'e  I  thy  glory  ring  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
An  ,  left  his  fling. 

8  S  thration  to  the  Lord  belongs  ; 

t'l  -  aim  alone  can  &ve  : 
Bk  flings  attend  the  peop'e  here, 

And  reach  be,  ^rave, 

PSAL  M  III.  Long  metre. 
A  Mornlv.g  Fjalm. 

OLORD,  how  many  arc  m\  Foc3 
In  this  weak  0,i-  d  blocwJJ 

My  peace  the  v  d 
But  my  defence  o<l. 

a  TW&with   he  bun  e 

To  Thee  (  rail  Vj  an  ev ' 
Thoa  heard'ft,  when  I  begai. 
And  thine  Almighty  help  vas  aij 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  rovn  and  fie^l  fecurc  : 

Not  death  fhouid  m  it  nr  ;-d> 

Though  I  fhou  d  wal  ore. 

4  But  God  fufiain'd  n  'light 
Sataati                o  God  be!<  i 

lie  rafc'd  my  head  to  fee  the  li*  ht. 
And  make  his  praife  my  morning  fong. 

PSALM  IV.  Long  metre. 

Hearing  ifprajer — wr,  God  our  porrian^  axd  Ci.r[fl 
our  i 

GOD  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
Heara       attends    -hro   I  complain  \ 

Thou  hair,  enlarg'd  me  i 

Boiv  down  a  gracious  ear  again  • 


o 


PS  A  L  M  ** 

fmen,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turning  glory  in^fhame: 

How  long  will  i  "f>  , 

4nd  dare  reproach  my  Saviour  sname  . 

*  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  laints 
From  all  th  be  (Ices  ; 

He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents  %yj 

For  tie  clear  Take  of  Chnft,  who  ay  ■_, 
4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufend  works  of  righteoufneis, 
We  put  our  trait  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pafd&iing  grace, 
x  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 
Who  will  be.low  f  -me  earthly  good  f 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  re  pray  : 
Our  i  c  tin?  heavily  rood. 

6   Then  (hall  nay  cheerful  powers  rejoice, 
At  grace  and  favor  fo  divine  ; 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
•For  all  their  corn,  and  ah  their  wine. 

-PSALM    IV.    Common  metre. 

An  evening  Pfslm. 

LORD,  thcu  wilt  hc-ar  me,  when  I  pray  : 
I  am  forever  thine  : 
I  fear  before  thee  ah  the 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 
a  ,\nd  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 

Prom  cares  aid  busynef«free* 
7Tis  fweet  converting  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  Thee. 

5  I  pay  this  ev'ning,  Sacrifice  : 
And  when  mv  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  aad  hope  relies 
pon  my  grace  ale 


Sri  PSA   L  M  V. 

4  Thus,  v/ith  my  thoughts  compcs'd  to  ptftcej 

I'll  give  mine  eyea  to  Deep  ; 
Thy  hand  m  fafety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  flumbtra  keep- 

PSALM    V. 

For  the  Lara  s  day  morning, 

IORD,  in  tlveniormng  ihou  fruit  hear 
-*     My  voice  afce'fl$ing  high  ; 
To  Thee  w»'l  I  dired:  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

*  Up  to  the  bibs,  v  here  Chrift  is  gone, 

To  p'.ead  for  ad  hi*  faints, 
Presenting  at  His  Father's  throne 

Our  fongs  and  our  complaints 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fi-ht, 
The  wicked  (bail  not  {land  ; 

Sinners  fhall  nc*cr  be  thy  deUgz  t, 
Nor   dwell  at  thy  ii:ht  band. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refaxtj 
To  visit  thy  mercie*  there  ; 

I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worfliio  \\\  tny  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  w  a  ys  of  righteoufnefs  ! 

Make  ev'rypatn  of  duty  ftrait, 
And  pUin  before  my  face. 

Pause. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  al 
They  flatter  with  .  bafedelidrn, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

Lord,  cruih  :he  ferpent  into  dttft, 
And  all  his  plots  dt£roy  ;  * 


P  S  A  L   M  V. 

nercy  trull, 
For  ever  Cbout  for  joy. 

$  The  m  en  «  ho  love  and  fear  thy  name* 

.   uc  their  hope  sfuli 
The  rri  ghty  God  will  cotnpafs  then 
Withfevorasafhieldj 

PSALM    VI.    Cotomoo    metre. 
Qjfnplami  /.;  jic'irief.—zr. 

IN  anger,  Lord,  reb  ot  ; 

Withdraw  the  di  wrm  ; 

TsTor  let  thy  fury  .7 row  fo  hot, 

Againit  a  feeble  worm, 

a  My  foul  bows  down  with  heavy  cares  ; 

My  fteih  with  pain  opprefs'd  ; 
My  couch  is  witnefeto  my  tears  ; 

My  tears  fa  bid  my  . 

j  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days  % 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minute*  as  they  pais, 

'Till  the  How  morning  rile 

;  men  ted  more  I 
n'd  with  . 
How  long  my  Gcd  how  long. before. 
hand  afford  relief  ? 

5  He  hear*  when  duft  and  afnes  fpeak  £ 

He  p  .;  groans  ; 

Ke  fives  us  for  his  mercy's  lake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fov'rei^n  word 
lleitores  our  thin  ting  breath  ; 

But  M'-nt  graves  pra;fe  not  the  Lord> 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

PSALM     VI.  Long  metres 
Temptations  in  ficknefs  ever  come. 

LORD  1  can  naffer  thy  rebukes 
When  thou  with  kinjisefa  doft  chaftife* 


14  PSALM        VII. 

But  thy  fierce  wrath  I.  cannot  bear  ! 
O  tet  it  not  againft  me  rife  1 

a  Pity  my  langniihing*  tftate, 
And  tale  the  forrowj  which  I  feel ; 
The  wounds  thy  heavy  hards  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heai  ! 

3  See  how  J  pafs  my  weary  days 
In  Mghs  and  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears  ; 
My  griet  con  fumes  and  dims  nry  fight. 

4.  Look  how  the  pov'rs  of  nature  mourn  ? 
How  long,  Almighty  Goc  how  long  t 
When  iha'l  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  fnall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fang  ? 

5  I  feel  my  ficfh  fo  neir  the  grave. 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  ; 
But  graves  can  neve  r  praife  the  Lord, 
"for  all  is  duft  and  fiience there. 

6  Depart  ye  tempters,  from  my  foul ; 
And  all  despairing  thought-j  depart  ; 
My  God.  who  sears  rny  hurrrbie  moan, 
Wiil  eafe  my  pain  and  cheer  my  heart. 

PSALM    YIL  Common  metre. 


God's  car:  of  bis ptople^andpimifijmeni efptrjesitfert 

MY  truft  is  in  my  heav'niy  Friend, 
My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rife  and  my  blefied  life  defend 
'  From  thofe  who  feek  my  bloody 

a  With  In tblence  and  fury,  they 

My  fou-  nr  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry^ions  rend  the  prey 

When  no  deliv,rerrs  near. 

3  If  I  have  e'er  provok'd  them  firfi- 
©r  once  abuf  d  ray  foe. 


PSALiI    VIS, 

Then  rid  my  life  to  duft, 

An    lay  m\ae  hcnorlo  w. 

4  If  there  1  id'n  mc, 

r  thy  piercing  e 

dare  apnea I  to  ihee5 

e,  rnv  God,  Ji~:  up  thy  hand, 
deand  power  ccntroul  ; 
Aw^ke  te>  judgment  .  .and 

Deliv'rajce  ior  vcy 

P  a  v   3    E. 

6  Letfinnei  I  rage 

aott*  e  Go 
To  vindicate  tfieji  , 

7  He  know 

:it ; 
fcia  Ik  113 

he  tens  o:  :: 

B  For  ftefhc:r  miVce  digged  a  pit, 

But  t>ere  ihrmfeives  afe  cafe  ? 

dn:a%es  iil  ?hc-r  iiiifr-icf  light 
On  [aft. 

o  Tb?t  cruel  perfecting  rrce 
*    Mu^ieti  hist  rd  ; 

;oul,  ?.nd  orai'e  the  graze 
the  Lord. 

PSALM   Vill.  S3acrt  iretre. 

Sovereignty  cr.d  Gocdnefs  ;  and  ma:.  , 
minion  over  the  creatures. 

OLCPvD,ou:  h  ng, 

Thy  name  is  all  dvine  ; 
Thy  g'orirs  round  the  eifth  arc  fpread^ 
And  o'er  the  heav'gj  U,ey  ihine^ 


16  PSALM    VUL 

%  When  to  thy  work 

i  ra;f       y  w;  nd'rins  i 
&fid  in  Ugh  % 

Adorn  the  4&tkioz&c  fLiei ; 

^3  When  £  furvc-7  the  fterpj 
And  >ii-  their  0\i<iing  r<.-; 
Lrrd  what  -s  n  an,  that  ^orthlcla  lhii*2» 
Akin  too  ii  5  a$i 

4  Lord,  what  iawotthlefl  man, 
That  thou  ihoulrl  fl  love  hip  fo! 

Kext  to  tkms  angcb  is  he  plac'd, 
Aii/f  Lord  of  all  belo^. 

5  r?hmt  honors  crovrn  hh  head. 
While  bea/ls,  like  (laves,  obey, 

And  birds  t'-uit  cat  the  air  vnth  -.r'njs* 
And  fi;u  which  clave  tic 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  I 

And  wood    ons  are  thy  ways  : 
Of  d ait  and  vrorznsthy  pbw  rcaii  Srasxe 
A  monument  pf  r.-ra;!e, 

[7  On!"  of  the  mouths  of  bases 

And  fuckliffgB,  thou  canft  dra*.v 
Surpri  finer  honors  to  uw  aamc  1 

And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 

Z  O  Lord,  onr  heavV.y  king, 

Thy  name  is  all  d';v:ne  ; 
Thy  glone*  round  the  earth  are  fprtad 

And  o'er  tfce  heav'sa  they  ftrine.] 

P  8  A  L  M    VII?.  Common  metre. 

Sbrtfi'j  condefcenfion   end  gktificziKU  ;  «?;*,   Qzt 
made  wan, 

OLCRD,  our  Lord,  ho*?  wond'rou   \ 
In   tune  exdted  nirae  ! 
'J  £e  glories  of  ly  heav  nlj  fiate 
Let  meg  and  babes  probata* 


r  s  a  l  m  via.  *■ 

tgh, 

ich  u.:C3  the 

i  I 

is  man  or  aH  his  race, 
Whc 

A^d lc^e  .is  nature 

4  That  rhii  c  car 

To  trhe  s  rn, 

•    ~, 
avc  a  dying  fcron 

::o^ra 
id  not  adore, 
Obec  vr», 

3  pow*r- 

h:3  fed; ; 

"and, 
to  Petfr's  net, 
sand. 
7  T>.e?c  »cf?er,fi  lories  of  thy  Son 
y  cloud  ; 
throne, 
cli  him  G< 

ftyi 
'r-eid  to  cealh  ; 
founced  high, 
I 
•  r    '  15  great 

ne  ! 

tc 
lio:c  caiih 


P  S  A  L  m   vfti; 
'PSALM    VLI.     ParfpbrdJeX. 

-  .Fir/?  /ar/.     Long  r 
K/  Hofana  of  r  .1 ;  or.  infants  praifinjg  I 

ALMIGHTY  P.  u'cr  of  the  fkies, 
o'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  isfprcad; 
An  *&hine  eternal  f  lories  i ' 
O'e&xli  the  feeav'nathy  harrdi  hare  made* 

s  To  'ice?  of  the  young, 

A  monument  *f  honor  raife  ; 
And  babes,  with  ed  tongue, 

Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  pow'raJ  Underage. 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground  ; 
To  ftUI  trie  bold  bla  rage, 
Anda-l  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  anvdft  thy  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redcemet'a  face  ; 

fon  of  David  is  I 
And  youri,  Ho  annas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  anl  angry  pricfU 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  brr 

While  Jt^uijh  babes  proclaim  their  king, 

P  S  A  L  M       \TM.  Pzrnptrzfed. 
Second  par  ttre. 

lift  Lords  cf  the  old  and  the  neib' 
crcati 

LORD  n  made  at,  firfl, 

Addm,  t.  .  he  duk.i 

That  thou     Qjpuld'ti  fet  him  and  his  race, 
But  ju;>  below  afrangei's  place  ! 

nature  lb* 

ike  him  Lord  of  all  be! 


P  S  A  I.  M  IX.  :f 

bead  and  bird  fubiTiit, 
And  lay  the  fifh  es  *t  his  c 
3    But  O  !  ' 

To  crcwn  the  tecor.d  Ad;>»iz  ftale  ; 
r.rr  fhall  ihy  Son  aciorn  ; 

I    he  born  ! 
below  his  anpe  s  made  > 
among  the  dead, 
To  five  h  ruln'd  worid  from  fin  ; 

th  power  divine ! 

e  world  to  coiae  re'eem'd  from  all 

ts  which  attend  lie  fall, 
iade  and  gkn'ous  ill  all  iubir.it 
Saviour's  feet. 

PSALM    IX.    Brftpari. 

th  arc  mercy  from  th  'feat. 

WITH  my  wu*e  heai 
IV:  ■  I'll  prOC^.  T 

Sov'ni^n  Judce  or  right  ar.d  wrong 
rlt  put  my  tots  to  frame. 
o.  I'll  Sng  thy  or  d  grace  : 

God  prepares  hi 
To  judge  the  world  mrighteoufoefej 
i  d  make  hir  e  known. 

3  Then  fhail  the  lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  blithe  pcorcpprdVc  ; 

ve  tVe  people  gt  l^  love, 
Ard  give  the  weary  reft, 

4  The  men  who  know  thy  name  will  truft,  • 
Id  thy  abundant  grace  ; 

Pc ■;■ tl  013  baft  ne'er  forfook  ^he  juft, 
TV  ho  humbly  feck  i  by  face. 

5  ?:ag  praii  i  igbteoua  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  iVcVj  hi:l 

V.'  bo  tx«  cir  eo  bis  threatning  word, 
AUd  race  fulfil. 

C  z 


av  P  5  A  L 

TX/  ..  and  j  aft,  I 

yv 
The  hu  t, 

Sha:. 

a  He  from  the  dn 

D 
In  Sio,  -th, 

5  His  f 

Into  thepitttn 
And  finnei 

4  Th; 
A  e 

When 
The  mar. 

P  *  v  s  E. 

r  The  wicked  ■-:':.; 

Thy  wia 

thee,  or  i  e 
Agalnfl:  th 

6  Though  f lints 
A.nd  »rai1 

"  Thdr 
Nor  fhaU 

[7  Rtfe  great  R  at, 

T©  judge  and  Owe   h 
Let  nations  tren 
And  man  p 

8  Thv  thunder  .3, 

j  put  their' 

And  tiicy  but  fsebl 


PSALM    X.  u 

PSALM    X.      Common    metre. 

Prqyers  beard*  and  faints  fated  :  or^prid^  atle* 
jfrriy  and  cpprejfion  punifhed. 

For-ilm;  *ay. 

TTJHYdoth  the  L  fffofar? 

W       And  why  conceal  his  ic>ce9 
WFhen  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diftref!  ? 

%  L^rd.  fhall  the  wicke-5  ftiH  der     : 

Thv  fuftce  and  thy  pow'r  ? 
Shah  they  a  rvai  eadsin  pride, 

And  fti.l  thy  faints  devour  ? 

3  They  p-it  thy  judgements  from  their  fight, 
Ani  t,f,en  infult  the  poor  ; 

Thev  bond  "n  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  (hall  fill  no  more. 

4  A-ife.  O  God,  lift  np  thine  hand  ; 
Attend  our  humb'e  cry ; 

"No  enerr «  \  ft>  ft  md 

When  God  afcends  on  high. 
Pa  us  e. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
And  Ay,  wiih  foo!i(h  p,; 

*Th?  God  effcav'n  <wrfl  ne'er  engage 
To  fight  on  Zior/s/Je  P 

6  Since  thou  for  ever  art  the  Lord  ; 
And  pow'rfu!  is  thine  hand. 

As  when  t^e  Heathe%$e\\  thy  fword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 

7  Thou  wit  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  cauf  e  thine  car  to  hear : 

He  hearkens  what  his  children  fay, 

And  puts  the  world  in  fear. 
Z  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  eppre 

No  mot?  <*t{r>Me  the  jiift  ; 
(hall  cor 

They  are  but  earth  and  duft. 


*»  PSALM*  XT.    xn. 

F  S  A  L  M     XL    Long  metre, 

God  Urire J   I  -    tfrd  hates   the  vurckcd. 

MY  refill  is  the  Cod  of  love  ! 
do  my  foes  in fult  arid  cry, 
Fh9  liks  a  timorous  trembling  doi'e% 
jc  ids  or  mountain*  fiy  ? 
a  IFgovernroient  be  ail  d.ftroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 

.  ft;ee  void, 
Where  fti;  teoiisfeek  redref*  J 

av'n  has  fv.'d  h;s  throne  ; 
H's  e  ;  below  : 

To    ima'i  mort  -  jre  known  : 

His  eye-lids  fearch  oi  hrdugh. 

4  It  he  aflftfts  hk  faints  fofar, 
T^  prove  their  -ov;  and.fi  "acri 

What  rcrv  the  bold  1  Ibngfeari 

His  very  foul  abhors  t; 

/On  impious-^  {"ball  rain 

Te m  pc  ft s  o f  hri  rfj  ft  _  I  d esr:  h , 

Such  as  I  e 
Or&rfj;;;,  with  h:s :  rngry  br^th. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  rig h'coiis  fouls, 
"Whofe  thoughts  and  acVons  are  fincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eyebchoMs 
The  men  who  his  own  image  \»   r. 
PSALM    XiL    Lotigmeffi, 

Tr.c [ ;ir>ts7  fy'ety  c?:d  ' opt  in  f.u!  t'rvs:  or;  Jim 
tftht  tongti*  firtplaintd  ef,  viz.  bla?pbem* 
fvijhcod,  &c. 

LORi'Jf: 
'    Virtue  aiid  ay  ; 

-  faithful  mar.  ere 

WiHIcarcebefouhd^if  u 
a  The  whole  dlfcourfft  srhfn  r  rigkbourjj  meet, 
U  &\id  with  trifles  iOQft  2*d  Y?.is  ; 


PSALM    XII. 

fane; 

3  Bu 

The  Cr. 

4  ?>*/"  C?T> 
Oar  to  none: 
Where  is  :  by  P 
Or  a- 

5  TheXord,  wi 

And  i; 
Wiu  ri 
Nor  fl 

: 
fev'n  time  .- 

7  Thy  Grace  (ball,  in  the  :ur, 

D  •  Ti  ; 

Thou  en  harcpo 
On  q  .  m. 

PSAL-M    XIS.        Common    metre* 
Gom?iz:  yit  of  a  general  corrup  tion  if  m 

-TYELP,  Fail; 

JljL  tnd! 

Tnefons  >jiV: 

And  treacheric  3  abc 

a  T  hey  break,    * 

;:art; 
With  fair  decchfij]  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  ds  l 

3  If  we  i 
HowU  their  fury  ftii 


m  PMlM   XJIL 

cry, 
4  feoffer!  appear    n  tv*iy  fioCi 

Ana  oca  "d  in  v^in. 

?  A  0   S   £  , 

c  Lord,  v.- K 

»ws  bold, 
-  faith  is  hardly  to  be  u 

-.  i  .  cod. 

4>  I?  rot  fhy  cbai  fot  -  I 

H  Egn  ? 

A  prbmlft  fo 

j^Y&s,   faith  the  toi  d   bow  Willi  life, 
And  make  Gpprc  (foi  e  n<  t  ; 

rife, 

And  .  Vie." 

$  Th  rn  tiirustry'd, 

Xhethcn  \,  win  thy  trutli  cpnfick, 

Shall  Rnd  the  prei&ife  fure. 

A  L  M    XII  r.    Long    ine 

?'/<?«  ••' .  tkm  ;  or,  i«^f  i<* 

TTOW  long,  C  Lord,  (ha'l  I  complain 

in. : 

CanJ  .  thou  :h- 

y5d  ? 

2  Sha  .  >rgot, 

.■-:-.  3:  not  ? 

mourn  r 


?s 

3*  wi: 

- 
| 

5  Hoi 

F   '  3  L  M(    Xi:i.        £  j  -e4re. 

Hjfixx.} 
! 

3  H  :buF 

Wi 

Thy 

5  S?e  :  trie? 

us  aits  ! 

:  ~es, 
A . 

Be  th 

v     M?  ion   in  fofcty  ki 

."d 
Ind.  ep, 


I 


**  PSALM    XIV. 

5  How  will  the  tempter  bcaft  aloud 
Jf  I  become  his  pre y  I  « 

Behojdthe  tons  of  heii  grow  oroud 
At  thy  fo  long  delay  ! 

6  But  they  mail  lies  at  thy  rebuke, 
Arc!  fatan  hide  his  head  : 

He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
i    And  hears  thy  voice,  with  dread, 

7  Thou  wiitdifphy  that  fovVeign  grac 
Where  all  my  topes  have  huiig  ; 

I  Giall  employ  mi  aife, 

And  vieTry   ihail  be  fang. 

P  S  \LX  XIV.  Firjpart.  Comma:: 
J5/  nature  all  men  are  jiuntn  » 

I^OOLS  in  their  heart  believe  and  fay 
"That  a. 1  religion's  vain  ; 
There  fa  no  G^-:  it  on  U^9 

Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men/' 

a  From  thou^to  fo  dreadcul  ^nd  pro  ! 

Corrupt  difecurie  procc  ecs  ;    - . 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 

Abominable  d< 
%  T\  com  his  ceieitial  throne, 

v\!  down  on  things  below, 
To  fin 'I  the  man  who  fought  his  jrace, 

Or  d  L~e  know. 

4  By/fia'tu  one  aftray  ; 
Their  practice  all  the  fame  : 

Th  rc!«none  iyhofears  his  Maker's  hand  5 
T&ere's  rioije  .  jis-natne* 

5  TtHr  tongues  are  us\*  to  fp;a^  deceit  3 
Then  Hinders  never  cev 

How  fwifi  to  mifchief  are  their  feet  I 
Nsrkaovy  the  paf.hs  of -pea.#. 


oot) 
In  all  ou. 
Norc:  Fruit, 

te  the  ground. 

PSALM  XIV 

. ; ors. 

ARE  ffi  grown, 

>ur  | 

And  nc  iy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  a 

i  'Great  God  !  appear  to  their  furprife, 
Reveal  th  .-  n^me  ! 

e  thy  wrath  defpife, 
une. 

3  Doft  ong  the  jufc  I 
And '                          ri  e,  . 

Tnat  m  ruft  s 

Great  Gcd  !  confound  the 

4  O  that  tl 

Tonnifh  our«fiftrefs  ! 

I  bring  his  children  I  ome:' 
Our  fon^s  fhali  never    ce; 

PS  .\L  M    XV  re. 

Character  c  f  Zion  \  ora 

WHO  (hall  inhabit  in 
O  God  of  holin 

admit  to  d 
So  neat  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

3  The  man  who  walks  in  pious 

An 
Who  trufls  his  Maker's  prom::. 
.-iniands  : 

I  Who  fpeaks  the  m 

reader*  with  his  tongue ; 


psa'i  to  xv. 

Will  not  promote  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbor  wrong  : 

4  Wh<i "wealthy  tinners  ftill  contemns, 
Loves  all  who  fear  the  Lord  : 

And  thcu-h  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwearsj 
Stiil  ht  performs  his  word  : 

5  Whofe  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  poor : 

This  man  (hail  dwell  witi  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  iecure. 

P  S  A  L  M    XV.    Long  metre. 

Religion  end  jyfl:ce,  gcodrefs  and  f rid b  ;  or,  JDtfl 
ties  to  G  -d  and  man  ;  or,  the  qualifications  of  a 
cbrifiian. 

WHO  mall  afcenet  thy  hcav'uly  place  ? 
Great  God  !  and  dwell  before  thy  face  I 
The  man  v/ho  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 

a  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  isc!ean3 
Whofe  Lips  ft'nl  {peak  the  thing  they  mean  1        1 
No  (landers  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 
He  hates  to  do  Lis  neighbour  wrong  : 

f^  Who  will  not  trfa'ft  an  ifl  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  : 
Sinners  of  ftat.e  he  can  defpife  : 
But  faints  are  honored  in  his  eyes  : 

4  Firm  to  hi?  word  he  ever  flood, 

ys  makes  his  promiie  good  ; 
!Nor  -.'ar-sto  change- th£  'thing  he  fwears. 
Whatever  pain  or  iofs  he  bears. 

5  He  never  deal?  in  bribing  gold, 

'  And  mourns  featjujftiee  mould  be  fold  i 
Whiie  ethers  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.j 

6  He  ioves  nis  enemit  s«  and  pravs 
For  tkok  wfto  curfc  him  to  his  face  i 


P  3  A  L  M    X7L 

th  to  all  men  ftillthc 

hope  or  wifh  from  them. 

n  nishoiieft  *rov--s  are  d^ne, 
Ion?  ; 
fha'i  rte, 

P  8  £V1.  Fif  ?  :re. 

ttovertj,  and  faints  the  heft  compart 

•  r  )d, 

PTR.VE  me,  ecd, 

Foi  throne  I  flee, 

have  no  me;  •  plead  ; 

My  goodniefi  caniipt  reach  to  thee. 

%  Of  have  my  heart  v.]  t  on  .  p.e  confaVd, 

ty  an  !  how  poor  f  ^ro  ; 
My  pr  ife  can  ne^  bee  fcleffc, 

Lord   thy  famts  on  earth  may  reap* 
od  we  do  ; 
ic  company  I  keep, 
Th'.f.  a?e  the  chciceit  friend?  I  know. 

4  Let  others  cfcoofe the  ^fona  ofm. 
'To  give  a  reliih  to  thiir  wine  ; 
I  lovt  the  men  of  heav'nly  b:rth, 
Whoie  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM  XVI.    Second  part,  £ong  vkire* 

Ckrij?s-  Ali-Siipclency. 

HOW  fafi  their  puilt  and  icnows  ri 
b  3  hafte  to  isek  fome  icoi  god  i 
ot  tafte  their  facri rice, 
Taeir  ofi-rings  of  rbrbiacen  blood, 
a  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nob*tr  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  ha3  offer 5d  up 
Jefus,  his  beft  beloved  : 


*#  psalm  xvr. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feafl  ; 
By  day  his  courireis  guide  me  rignt; 
And,  be  his  name  forevjet  bleft, 

He  gives  me  fweel advice  by  right. 

4  1  fet  him  ftili  before  mine  eyes  ; 
At  my  light  iuin  :  he  (lands  preoar'd, 
To  keep  my  ibui  from  all  furprife, 
A  ad  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

P  S  A  L  M      XVI.     Third  part.  Lon^  metre. 
Courage  in  death \  and  hope  of  the  refurfea:on» 

WHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftrong, 
.  His  arm  is  my  ai mighty  prop  : 
I$e  g'ad.  rnv  heart,  rejoice,  my  tongue* 
My  jhal!  reft  in  hope, 

a  Ti  dull  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet.  gracious  God.  wilt  thou  not  leave, 

)iil  forever  with  fhe  dead  ; 
Norlofe  thy  children  in  Jhe  grave. 

5  My    flefli  mail  thy  ftrft  call  obey, 
Shake  off  its  duftand  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  Dial}  thou  lead  the  wofrd'rous  way 

Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  Iky. 

4  There  dreams  of  endlcfs  pleafure  flow, 
And  full  difcoV'rjes  of  thv  grace, 
(Which  we  but  tailed  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  through  ail  the  place. 

PSALM  XVI.  Finlpart.  Common  metre. 

Support  and  counfel  from  God,  ■without  merit* 

SAVE  me:  O  Lord,  from  evhy  foe  : 
In  thee  my  th  :> 

Though  all  the  |ocd  v  hicfe  I  can  do, 

Carf ne'er  deferve  thy  grace. 
a  Yet,  if  my  God  prolong  my  breathy 
The  fain,*" s  may  profit  by 't ; ' 


P  S  A  L  M    XVI.  31 

The  faints  theg  he  earth, 

Let  ffc 

ihc  ; 

God  is  known. 
;iavid  provides  my  c 

am  1  plea. 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  n  y  i 

ht  : 
Re  gi  .  ."» 

And  gentle  hints  by  ni 

i  My  ibiilwouTd  ail  her  th- 
■  To  hi-3  al!-f  e  : 

more, 
While  fuc  igh. 

PSALM    XVI.  Second  part. Can 

Tksds ..lb  end  ri 

•*  T  SET  the  L  ace, 

A  .0  ; 

u  My  he^rt  and  tongue tfceir  Joys  ex*: 
t  in  hope. 

a  "  I 
*  Whefe  iou  s  departed  are  ; 

"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  gra^ve, 

To  fee  cjormpti 
3  "  Thou  wilt  reves 

"  And  raife  me 
**  Thy  court,-  immor  ivej 

"  Thy  prefeaa  .."  — 

[(4  Thus, in  •^•>  name  of  Ci^i^tLv  Lorsi, 
TLefceiy  D^vid  fang 
D  4 


3Z  PSALM    XVIL 

Av£  prcvidence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tc- 

5  Jcfus,  whom  evVy  faint  adores,  j 
Was  crucify 'd  and  fhin  ; 

Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftorec  ! 
Behold,  he  lives  again  ! 

6  When  Pnali  my  feet  arife  and  fland 
On  keav'ns  eternal  hills  ? 

e  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmil 

P  S  A  L'M    XVIL    Short  metre. 

'on  of  faints  and  ,  kopt  srndd 

i 

A  RIoE,  my  gracious  God, 

e  the  wicked  flee  ; 
ifre  but  thy  ;  rod 

To  :o  thee. 

His  .<ords  are  varn  : 

Here,  in  this  life,  his  pleasure  lies; 
And  ail  beyond  is  pain  : 

-  Then  lef  his  pride  advance, 
i  boaft  of  all  his  ftore  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wiih  no  more. 

4  I  mall  be>-o!d  the  : 

Of  my  forgiving  G 
An"  '^ufnefsj 

Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

!e  the  hew  heav- 
en I  awake  from  death, 
Dreft  in  -he  likenefsof  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath  ! 


PSALM    XYII.   XV1IL  5? 

PSAL  .    Long  :r 

E 

Lroje 

en  men  of  fpit€  : 

3  thine. 
a  Their  hope  and  portion  He  below  ; 
*Tis  all  the  happiiKis  they  know; 

And  leave  th  .  :ng  their  htirs. 

3  What  (Inners  value,  I  k  i 

i ':  mine  5 
Iflia:  ec, 

And 

ream,  an  empty  (how 

?go, 
fubftantiai  an<2  tin  cere  : 
-ike  and  fin 

■    I  ; 
Andflcfh  and   f: 

acred  pjeafure  oi 

6  My 

7 Till  the  laft 

prife, 

PSALM     XYIH.     ffirfi  part.Jj 
Drlii'er  incrfrom  rrcomc, 

THEE  * illTlovc, ;p !  /.h, 

My  rock,  my   I  .  ce  ; 

*uft, 
n  thence. 
ith  and  the  terrors  of  the  p 
)d  ro  Had  me  witl  \clej   ' 


H  PSAL  M    XVIIL 

While  floods  of  h  i^h  temptatiods  rofe> 
Afc&ma  ie  my  fiBufeg  feui  aftai 

-•'es  of  hell, 
W   hend.:  ows  there, 

h  no$e,  bBt  thofe  who  fed,  can 
While  J  was  bunyrd  to  de:_ 

4  Tn  my  diftrefs,  I  call'd  my  God, 

:n  mine) 
He  bow'd  his  ear  r.o  my  complaint  ; 
Thtv*.  did  hit  grace  appear  divine. 

fpeed  he  flew  to  my  r 
^ls  ona  cherub's  wing  he  r 
Awful  and  ..lone 

Thefaci  of  my  de'iv'rtr,  Cod. 

6  Temptations  Med  at  his  rebuke, 
(The  y  ,  breath  ;) 
Hr  fc:                  i  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  -rem  the  deeps  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears  my  foes  were  gr* 
Much  was  their  ftrcngth  and  more  their  I 
ButChrift,my  Lord,  is  conqii'ror  fti 

In  all  the  w^rs  v\  Inch  devils  wa 

5  My  foog  forever  mall  record, 
That  terrible,  t1 

Arid  give  the  gjory  to  the  I. 

Due  to  his  mercy  ai 

PSALM     XVIIL  Second  part.  Leng  mcjr 
Sincerity  proved  and  1  twarded. 

LORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fmcere, 
ft  made  thj  .     :..  appear; 

j  mine  eves  F  let  thy  laws, 
And  thou  baft  own>d  rr  >  ri^  htecraa  cauic, 

a  Since  I  kavc  le  rn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  wa&'d  uprl.  tfcy  fcce ; 


PSALM    XVIII. 

f)r,  if  rav  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

ever  with  a  broken  heart. 

at  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ? 
What  wars  •  in  rny  breait .  . 

♦hrougk  thy  grace  which  reignb wituin, 

r  fin  which  clofc  befet€  me  RiH,     _ 

igainft  my  will ; 
r'reignpowr 
oy  it  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

m  impartial  |    Lord 

Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward,  . 

tad, 

A  G 

6  TVejuft  and  pure  fr 

Thou  art  mole  pure,  rr.crejun  tnanthey  ; 

God  hath  an  arm  of  •  too. 

PSALM  XVIIJ  art*  Long  metre, 

v  word, 
J  Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode  ; 

Lord  I 
ur  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  fl-> 

Giv:r 

_ld. 

^  He  V 

ace  my  Father  gi 

/  4  Bcf 
1  wil. 

0STor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  flu 


ji 


$f  PSALM    XVIIL 

5  To  DayfdzvA  his  rova<  feed, 
T\y  sra.ee  fc  ewT  &_a:i extend  ; 
Thy  iotc  o  faint!  in  Cmh'  th>ir  HeaJj 
K.  cuvs  r;U  a  liaiit,  nor  in  end. 

P  3  1  L  M  XVI IX  Frfi  p.irt  Com.  metre. 
ViEtsr-y  andtr'iumpjb  ever  i, 

*\X  '-'e5Lo-d,  arid  -*-e  adore,- 

V  V  i bine  arm  reveai'd  ; 

T     ii  tb:t '  ,  oiKheav'nly  tow'Vj 

O  if  bulwark  ailti  qui  flik 

aV/w  fly' to  our  ettir.a^  Rock, 
find  a  fure  defence  : 

His  holy  name  our  lips  in  v. 
And  draw  ialvatton  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  Leader  fhincs  in  arms, 

Wi.r.t  mortal  heart  car.  bear 
The  thunder  oi  his  loud  akrms, 

Tne  i:;;ht7ning  of  hh  fpear  ? 

4 He  ride:?  upon  the  ringed  wind, 

eis,  in  arr.-ty, 
In  millions  wait,  to  know  his  mind, 
Andfwiftas  flames  obey. 

5  Hefpe  '  '  is  fierce  rebuke 
Wh  ok  ai  ."may'd  ; 

K;"  v  )ices  his  frown,  h  is  angry  look 

6  He  forms  our  ^en'rals  for  the  fields 

iieir  dreadful  iki;1, 
tii  em  hteawfu]  fworn  to  wield. 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 

|f  He  arms  our  captains  for  the  fight, 

Tio  f  .  : 

(He  imi^ht, 

£u<:  C/rnj  k"e\Y  him  not.) 


PSALM    XVIII.  zf 

•ft  has  theL  2, 

For  cs'  fake  ; 

PSALM  u  Com,  n 

77#  covqucrrcrs 

TO  thxe  ab 

Thy  terrors,  Lo- 
An^ 

2  ;Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevv 
And  break  cmt< 

Or  bu .  n  their  b a  fcafc 

The  ar  tow'rs. 

3  Ho W  liave  we  r o u  ~  h  th  e  i?£  U  f 
And 

:Id ; 
But  the;  :  found  ! 

4  ^r  t» 

Th:  .  d : 

a  rock  fo  g  zh9 

.alas  our  God  ? 

;'-;  of  If r' el zvtr  lives  ; 
oame  be  ever  c 
'Th 

And  gives  his  people  reft. 

5  On  didp 

v  n  ; 
heir  feed* 
i  treats  thtra  as 


3*  PSALM         XIX 

PSALM    XIX.    FlrJ  part.    Short    n 

The  Lsok  of  nature  and  /crtpture. 

For  a  Lord's-day  morning 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  iky 
iker  Govi, 
i)  hi3  ftarry  wsrks  on 
Proclaim  his  ponr'r  abroad. 

a  Tie  darl&efs and  the  V, 

Stii  keep  their  courfe  the  fame  ; 

Whise  niiht  to  <J  ay  and  day  to  v.. 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

•erit  land 
Thei  >fvn  ; 

Theyfhe*  ers  of  his  hand; 

Anc 

4  Am  )ice  1 

He  he  his  word ; 

We  are  i  iatu re's  voice 

To  -d. 

I  His  ft  At  ut  e  sand  ccmrr.  . 

Arc 
He  ruts  his  g 

Where  our  fa.vation 

6  Mia  laws  are  juS  and  pure  ; 

Hist  :t  deceit; 

His  pr omi  fes  f<  >re  vtr  fure> 

Aadhisrew-i  ,.t. 

[7  Not  honey  to  thr  tafte 

Affords  fo  much  de^i 
3£or  gold,  which  has  the  camacc  pait, 

So  much  a 

$  While  of  thv  works  I  iin~. 

Thy   •  or/  to  pvoctaim, 
Accept  thepraife,  my  God,  my  I£;. 

£.;  my  Redecmcr'&name^ 


FSAt  ft!    xiX*  if 

£  S  A  L  M     XIX.    Secindpart.    frort  aactreJ 

God's   word  mojt  exctlLnt  ;  or,  faic.riij 

GvatC'fuhiefs. 
For  a  Lor    ^-<:ia\  morning. 

BEHOLD  t  c  morning  fun 
B«  Miis  his  gimi  ;U8  way  ! 

b  ai!  J:c  nations  run$ 
An  i  lire  and  light  convey. 

&  Hut  where  tne  ^cfp<  1  comes, 

It  fprea's  diviner  ig'ht  : 
It  calls  dead  £  v  ers  from  their  tombfy 

And  gives  the  b  ind  tl  eir  fi^ht. 

3  How  perfeA  :s  '  hy  word  ! 
A 1 J  all  hv  jud.  ment  juft  ; 

For  eve  nifc,  LoxA 

/.nd  me  l 

4  My  gracious  God.  how  plain 
An  t  •  'n  i 

O  m  y  I  r.evci  r.  ad  in  % 
B^u  n\  d  the  path  to  uav'n  I 

Pause. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  wit    1  we, 

Send  ihy  ;o  d  Sp  rit  ft  oni  above 
Toguidt  me,  itit  1  ftray. 

6  O  wfcycan  ever  find 
The  errors  of  hi*  ways; 

o?d  p  efumptuoui  mini' 
I  *  ou  d  no;  d  ire  I .  mf^ftla- 

#  Wa  vry  fin  ; 

Fu .^  /■    :  y  lecre  I  f  ufts, 
And  c  tasik  this  ofmirirj 

W ha  .  \ cfcv  d  .ny  ui  u  hts> 

$  Wh\e  with  my  hear!  andtohg^ 

Afpu*si  thy  praUv  dCiuad, 


40  PSALM    Xim 

Ac-^pt  the  wouhip  anH  the  foag, 

My  Saviour  ,md  my  GdJ. 

PSALM    XIX.    Lwig  metr** 

The  fooks  of  nature  and  fcriptnre  comf*redtr~i 
the  glor-j  ar.djuccels  oj  the^opeL 

THE  heaVns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  I 
In  ev'ry  Earthy  wffdorri  ihiriea  : 
But,  when  our  eyes  bcho'd  thy  word) 
We  read  thy  name  in  fail  crimes. 

%  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light. 
And  Bights,  ±nd  day?.,  thy  powV  confefs  £- 
Buc  the  bieft  volume  thou,  hail  writ 

Reveals  thy  uiiice  and  thy  grace. 

^  Sun,  moon  ^nd  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whofe  earth$and  nev.r  iiaiicU- 
So,  when  the  truth  began  its  race, 
It  toueh'd  it  glanced,  on  ev'ry  laud. 

4  Nor  mail  thy'fpreadins*  gof'pel  reft 
'Till  through  the  world  thytiiith  has  ran; 
'  fill  Chrift  has  all  tlie  nations  h\  ft 
Which  ilethe  light5  or  Feci  the  i  sp. 
*  Great  Sun  of  righte«ufeefs,  a 
Blefs^ttc  dark  world  wit \\htavVJ/  light; 
Thy  gofpe)  makes  the  (impie  wile  ; 
Thy  laws  arepure^  thy.  judgment  right*  , 

6  Thy  nc  wc  view, 

In  fou?g  rt 

Lord,  clean fe  m y  (in s  n  ■  •  -  w, 

And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  iieav'n. 


G 


PSALM    XIX.    Particular  metre. 

The  books  a j  nature  and  Scripture* 

HEAT  Gad  i  the  heav'ns  well  order'd  fr& 
Dcc-^res  the  .glories  of  Lhy  came  ? 


P  S  \  I    M    XFX.  4t 

f?on<er  &iat ; 

A  th  >pear 

to  night, 

)f     r    •    n 

I 

D 

fun :  ' 

Mce  : 

I  -.  roomdreftf 

i  f  thee**, 

i  aaakjft  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where  e\r  he  i  b*ams  abroad, 

ker  God, 
/  y  praife  ; 
lit  ih'jm  ; 
xa'rli  .re'sJnei, 

-  But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grr.ee. 

P  a  -u  %  i; 

j  I  love  the  vol urr its  of  thr  word  ♦ 
Wiiat  I  dfoflf 

T )  fouls  beuigfa  ifl  i  e*  ! 

T*y  p  ec-  r  s  giv'rie  my  dotrbtiul  ^ray; 
JThv  feai  rny  f-  et  to  ft  ray ; 

Thy  nromne  icads  my  fa*d  to  reft. 

6  From  tfc  \t, 

The  perfect  nii<  sot  hfe-I  d^aw  ; 

1      .-  i  .  v*&  delight  ; 

3&Jor  boiey  ixtit9 

^oi  grold,  rci  p^§* 

A?p«ar*  fa  plcafcug  to  tkc  fig&t. 


*» 


*  S  A  L  M    X20 


f  Thy  threat'nings  wake  ra<  flumb'riHg- 
And  warn  m    \vh  re  my  clang  r  'its  ! 

Bat  'testhy  b!eff«  ! *ofpelLo'd, 
Which  makes  my  guilty  confcience  clean  % 
tfbnvcrtsmy  fjul.fubdues  my  fin. 

And  give*  a  free,  but  large  reward  ! 

S  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God  torsive  my  f  cret  friu  ts 

And  from  prefumpt'ous  fin?  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praite, 
Th.-tl  have  lc-dthy  book  of  grace, 

Ana  book  of  natuie,  not  in  vain. 

PSALM    XX.    Long  metre 

Prayer  end  hope  ofrlclory. 
For  a  day  of  priytY  in  time  of  war. 

NOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  acd  grae£ 
At  tern'  his  people's  humble  cry  \ 
Je  own  hears  when  I  rV/  pt  ays. 
An  ?  brings  de^v'raree  from  on  high. 

a  The  n-ime  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
33  ttirthm  (hit.ds,  or  brazen  walls  3 
H  ,  fom  his  fanctuary  fends 
Su< cour  and  (tren^th,  when  Zion  calko, 

3  Well  he  rerm  mbers  all  our  fi/hs ; 
His  uve  exceeds  our  heft  defcrta  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  faciifice 

Of  humble  groan  sand  broken  hearts* 

4  In  his  falvation  is  our  lope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifr*e?i  God, 
Our  troops  in^l  lift  their  banners  up, 

^Our  navits  lpre;,d  their  fl  igs  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  korfes  train/id  for  war, 
And.  fome  of  chn riots  make  their  boafts  ; 
Cur  iurtft  txp.  Rations  are 

Fro;7i  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hods. 


P  S  L  L  M    XX?,  4* 

xny  the  m  thy  name 

d- :  ^  ith  florae. 
Or  quit  the  field  with  iiwir*efa   fTl^ht.j 

>w  favc  us.  Lord, from  fhvift  fear/ 
ire  IS        a   ^V.i&Z, 

PSALM    XXI.    Common  metre* 

Amerkc:  the  c-^.rc  of  hewn. 

OUR  Sfcfcres,  O  '  fongs  of  praife 

1  in  thy  i\  ; 

■  life 
Toheay'n  their  ch^e 

4  Thy  Cure  d.-V  <\ftd 

His  fprcadthj 

aur  fuccefj 
Xnymtjd  ate. 

£  Then  le     «  on  God  ?.•■■  K 

For 
Hit  mercy  trbtcl  is  throne, 

ftkaii  ail  our  wants  iup?:y. 

4  But,  righteous  Loi  born  fast 

Snail  fed  thy  dr*  d; 

JTiiy Vengeful  arm  fha  I  £nd  out  thofc 

Who  hate  thy  ail.!  command. 

]t  Wh-  n  thoH  aj, ;  ft  them  deft  engage* 
T\y  iuft.  bii .  drea  fui  do  jm 
iik.«r  a  fiery  oven'a  ra^e, 
Their  hopes,  a»d  them,  coofame. 

.4  Thus,  Lord,  rhy  wond'roUs  pow'rdedacc 
A?id  thu*  exact  thy  ra-*s  ; 

J  ngs  of  p  ra i  f .  prepare 
f®r"tkeiealmightv  same. 


44  1*  5  A  L  M    XXI.    XX!I 

PSALM    XXL    Longr 
Ctorifl  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

DA.yfI>Jtj  od  his  iliength 

K\    \\  to   h    t'irr/it  by  fpecial  grace  \ 
But,  On  i  ap;x-  rs  at  1<  ngth, 

Fu'H  s  t  .e  triumph  an  (  tfce  praifc 

2  How  great  is  the  M  ffiahV  j.  y 
In  the  foiyauon  of  th>  hand  ! 

Lord,  th^u  hafi  rais'dhis  kingdom  high, 
A  id  eiv'n    ht  wo.  id  td  his  command. 

3  Thy  gOodnefs  '.rants  vvhat  e'er  he  wi!!* 
Wot  :»oth  the   tall  requeit  withhold, 

B    Ifi  vs  oHov-  pr-  vent  him  ftib, 
Ana  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honor  *.n.  rrpjefty  ''ivine. 
Aroatod  hisfecred  temple.;  fhinc  ; 
B!tft     ith  th.   f  tvor  of  thy  face. 
And  length  of  ever  lading  days. 

5  Thine  '  and  fhall  find  out  all  his  foes; 
And,  asaJicry  oven  glows 

With  rng:r>>:  heat,  and  living  coals, 
So  ma'1  thy  wrat&  devour  their  fouis. 

PSALM     XXII.     Frfipari, 

The  tijfersngs  end  death  of  Cbn/i, 

WHYh  -s  my  6od  mv  foul  foriook, 
Nor  wil'ia  fcnfe  afford  ? 
(Thus  Da  i  id  on<-e  in  anguiih  fpoke, 

And  thus  our  dyine  Lord  } 
a  Tnoug  *>  *. is  thy  chief  delight,  to  dwell 
-  n1  ong  thy  pra'fijj$  faints  ; 
vYet  thou  can'ft  hear  a  groan  as  well 
1    And  pity  our  compUints. 
£  Our  Fathers  tru^ed  in  t^  y  name^ 
£$d  great  ddiv'raoce  found  j 


PSALM    XXIL  45 

"d  of  men, 

z  by, 
An  •  ora  : 

Jfl  -  *;*?  ;r  /r.T?/  wj  G  ^d,  they  cry, 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flefb? 
By  thrhe  aUnfghty  word: 

And  ftnqe  I  I  'he  breaft 

M.  hope  is  in  the  L 

6  WhV  will  m^  Father  hide  his  foe* 

d  rhreat'nin  r  round, 

la  the  ';ar  e  s, 

Aid  not  a  helper  found  ? 

Pause. 

7  Behold  thy  Dariing,  left  among 
Tbecruel  a  v.!  the  proud  1 

As  buds  of  J3  y&a;?,  fierce  and  fir  ong, 

/»nd  iions.  roaring  loud. 
3  F-oir  earth  and  heil  my  forrows  meet, 

To  mu  tiply  the  iYnart  ; 
They  naii  my  hands  they  pierce  my  feet, 

And  try  to  vex  ,ny  heart. 
9  Y;t,  if  thy  iovVeLn  handset  loofe 

The  ra^e  of  earth  and    eh, 
Why  will  my  luav'nly  Father  bruifc 

Ttu  Shpn  he-ovesfo  well  f 
io  My  God,if  pcfti  jle  itbe, 

Wi    hold  this  bitter  cup  ; 
But  I  rtfi  rn  my  r.'iil  to  thee, 

And  drink  the  forrows  up, 

ii  &[y  ~eart  difToves  with  pangs  unknown  ; 

In  groans  I  wafte  my  breath  : 
Thy  heavy  band  hath  brought  me  dowa 

Low  as  the  duft  cf  death. 


4*  PSA  T   M    30CBL 

12  Father,  I  give  my  (pint  vp, 

And  truf!"  it  in  rky  h 
Mr  dyira*  fl-fn  flttlLreft  in  *  ope, 

And  rife  at  thy  command. 

PSALM    XXn.    SwnJfiMtt. 
CbrjfTs  fujfgririgs  en  d  k  1 1* j  i&m . 
6  C    VT  O  W from  the  rcari"$r  U  .n  s  rags* 

IN     < '  O  Ior^3  /»r«fe#  /#  &>»  / 
*£  iW  leave  thy  darhng  to  »ng  -ge 

«  The  fvur'rj  »/  hill  atone. 
a  Thasdid  the  fiifPring  Saviour  pray, 

Witi  mighty  crie3  and  tears  : 
God  1  •  cfui  day, 

Andchas'd 

5  Great  was  the  vjet'ry  of  his  ceatk, 

His  throne  ex  i  r 
And  ail  the  kindreds <tf  the  eirth 

Shall  woiinip,  or  ihad  die. 

4  A  num'rous  offspring  mud arife 
From  his  expiring  groans  / 

They  {hall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes, 
For  daughters  and  for  fons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  fiiall  fee 
His  table  richly  fprend  ; 

And  aii  who  feek  the  Lord,  fhali  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

$  The  iflel  fiat!  know  the  righteoufocfr 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nation?,  yet  unborn,  profefs 

Salvation  ia  his  blood. 

PSALM    XXII.    LoDj  metre. 
drift 's  fujjWings  and  ex  eh atien, 
VTCVvr,  let  our  mournful  longs  record 
JL\  Tae  dying  iorrows  of  ©ui  Lord : 


PSALM    XXIH.  47 

ti  he  complain'H  in  te?rs  and  biood, 
As  one  forfakci  of  his  Goi. 

Jews  behold  htm  ♦bus  forlorn, 
And  (h  tkt  the  head  i  in  (corn  5 

6<  Heiefcu'd  other*  from  l 
* •  >,  o  w ,  kl  hi  m  try  b  a '  e  •  ^ 

**  3  This  is  the  n  -end 

iend; 
«  ifG-^d  the  bkfled  (  , 

.  M   Why  doth  he  tnii  to  help  h  m  now  & 

4  Barbarowa  people  j  ffsl 
How  they  ftand  round  nts  : 

Like  lions   .:apin--  to  d  voiir 

W^itn  G  xi  has  'eft  him  in  iheirpov  ?r. 

5  Tnty  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feetj 
Pi  1  ftrcaras  of  blood  ea:h  01  her  mctt  ; 

By  .ot  his  garments  thev  dii 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  hi*6  F.  ther  heard  his  cry  ; 
JfUiV  i  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations 

And  humble  finners  taftt  his  grace. 

PSALM    XX1IL    Long  metre. 

God  our  Shfphtrd. 

MY  Shepherd  is  the  Irving  Lord, 
Now  (ha-l  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd  1 
His  providence  and  hoy  word 
Jtfecome  my  faiety  and  my  guide 
%  In  paflures  where  fa. vat  1011  grows, 
Me  makes  me  fee  i,  he  makes  me  reft : 
Tiiere  living  water  gently  f4  >ws, 
An  ?  ailt  e  food"  divinely  bltft. 
3  Mywand'rin*  feet  his  way&mifta&cJ 
But,  hercftcres  my  foul  to  peace  \ 


4t  ?  *  \L  U      XXIff. 

/,ni  leads  me,  for  V;is  mr  e:e*  fake, 

4  Thon  hi  wa  k  tb  a*y  va^e, 

re. 

u  my  flay  ; 
e  fUps ; 

Tir  -  .  ■      '  ay. 

6  rji e  f  >  •  s  of  earth,  ai  :  h«H 

G       -  d   Lfs,  and  rep 

r /hie. 
[;  Ko  v  J  my  head 

ing,  fhed 

Lik- 

§  S  •  rd 

Attend!  atyi ; 

ord, 
STo  fc  . :,  and  fiog  his  praife.J 

PSALM    XXIil.    Common  meirc> 

orierd  m*l  fupDly  my  need  ; 
liovah  is*  fifi  name  ; 
In  p-  "    i  he  make*  me  fe^d, 

Betide  the  living  ft  ream. 

f,  He  brings  my  wrand'ring  fpirit  back* 

When  !  forfaVe  his  v. 
A n  -  leac'a  me,  for  kls  me rcy  *s fake, 

Jn  patha  of  truth  and  grace. 
5  When  T  IfraUe  throuzh  the  fhades  of  d^alfe* 

Thy  ptefeqee  is  my  flay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  fupportia;  breatil 

■•rives  all  i*y  feariAvray. 


PSA  L  M  xx:  ^ 

4: Thy  hand  my  foc% 

fprcad  ; 

My  cup  with  b:.  flings  ove<fljw$, 
Tftine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

j  The  Cure  provilons  of  my  God* 

tten  ■}  me  aW  my  d?ya  ; 
O  m^y  thy  Houfc  be  mine  aboolfi 

And  all  my  work  be  praiic  1 
iT  :  I  find  a  rctt'ed  reft* 

(White  otheia  go  and  come) 
JQfo  mo  litr,  or  a  gues, 

Btit,  like  a  child,  at  home. 

PSALM  XXIII.  Short  srcte^ 

THE  Lord  my  ftepherd  is, 
[  ih  ill  be  «rcil  fapply'd 

Since  he  11  mine,  *r  J.  I  am  hi% 

What  cm  I  waat  bcide  i 
a  He  leads  me  to  the  p?acc 

Where  hC  GW5, 

Wll€i, 

And  ion  flow j. 

•3  JfVcr  I  go  aftj 

Hi  dbftinyibui  reclaim, 
And  g 

Fo'  .i^c. 

4  \yhile  be  affords  his  aid, 

My  Shepherd'.  iherc. 

5  In  fpite  of  all  my  foes 
Thau  doit  my  table  fprea  *  ; 

I  overflows, 

..ad. 

love 
j>Juil  crwa  my  (  :ays^ 


||  PSALM   XXIV; 

Nor  from  thy  boufe  wid  I  remove, 
Nor  ceafe  to  fptak  thy  pvaife. 


rp 


P  S  A  L  M    XXIV.  Common  metre'* 

Duelling  with  God. 
he  Lo'.d's, 


Adqrnt  r  u  ace  ; 

He  rn i  s  'd  its  ai  t  b  e  fl  ood  s, 

And  built  it  on  t.  t  teas. 

7,  Bu  who,  among  the  fons  of  men, 
.  May  vi fit  thin    abode  f 
H.  who  has  h  inda  !rom  mif  hicf  clean, 
Wii  »fe  heart  is  runt  witft  God. 

3  Ti  ib  5?  the  man  m^y  rif  and  take 
1  he  bfcffiq  s  of  hisgiace  ; 

Thi.  is  helot  of  thofe.  who  fee  k 
Tne  God  of  J  ?cob'j  ace. 

4  Now,  let  your  foul's  immortal  pow'rS 
(  To  meet  the  Lord  prepare  ; 

Ijfl  up  their  everiarnn,;  doors, 
The  King  of  glory's  n.ar- 

5  The  Kin*  of  glory  !  <v  ho  can  tell 
The  wonders  of  fris  might ! 

He  rules  the  tfatioaa  ;  hut  to  dwell 
Wuh  faints,  is  hisde  i^ht. 

PS  A  L  M   XXIV.    Long  metre. 

Sain*s  Dwell  in  hea-.-en  ;  or,  Ghri.fi s  afcenfion, 
H| *fj  ,S  fpacious  earth  »s all  t.he  Lor  % 

JL     And  men  a  ulwoi  ms  and  ixafts  audbird»5 
H   rai-Ai  the  building  on  the  fea* 
An?  i  gave  it   or  their  d  vt liing-piace. 

z  Bit -here's  a  brighter  p'act  on  hi^h, 
T  j'y  p  tlace,  Lord  abov    the  iky-; 
W  i<    ihai'  aicend  that  belt  abode,   , 
Ana  dw  Jl  io  near  hia  Maker,  God  ? 


psalm  ; 

.And  c  rot  he  his 

the  men,  the  piou:  r^ce, 

And 

Pause. 

; 

The  mighty  Lord,  the  Sa  - 

6  Ye  luav'nly  eates,  v 
To  nfo! 

The  cone:.  .  God  to  d 

?RaisM  from  ti  irej 

Keop 

PSAL  M    X0y&rjy*rf* 

TI." 

JL     My  tmft  is  in  his  name  : 

oodj 
lame. 

-Sin  ?. 
Perfuademe  to  defp 

covenant  weHj 
Tkat  I  ra  are- 

F 


}A  ?'S  A  L  M    XXVIL 

omlfcffays 

:  depart. 

ies  ; 

3  ^iaotjtg  the  : 

incej 
I 

Ttkt  cc, 

■    L 

There  (hall J  b< 

An  *  |h  :t!L 

not  c  y  foi  i   \  at  I^ft, 

r         -     ' 

aft 

God, 

?  S   A  L  M     XXVI £  Eirjtfarf. 

1  ■■:  j         -c:djctfetj* 

lr!PHE  Lord  oi  ewy  i  s  my  ):l 
JL      £nd  my  ia:yaiion  too  ; 

•    .  nor  will  I  flay 
What  a n  my  roes  can  do. 

*rt  de  fires  ; 
O  irr::nr  m    an  abode 
Am.'fijf  ibe  cfcitireb*  s  or  I  hv  fa'nt?, 
fhe  tuBf>\es  of  my  G  d  ! 

3  Then-  lb  all  I  ofrVr  mv  requefb, 

And  fee  ih]  I  1 

t  s  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will, 

4  Wh.r  troubles  rii>.  and  ftrotms  appear* 
*    TheiicThay  hi!  bide  > 


y  S  A  L  M    XXVH.    XXIX  & 

Ocd  has  a  ftrons  pivi!ion;  wh^re 
H    makea  my  fou:  abide, 

>w  fha-.l  ray  head  b.  lifted  high 
Abore  my  foes  iroinid  ; 
:  And  fong  i  >f  joy  aa  i  v..ct  ?ry 
a  thy  temple  found. 

PSALM    XXVIT.  Second  pa#t 

Prayer  and  Hope. 

SOON  as  T  heard  my  Father  lay, 
Ye  cbi  drcnfdek  my  grace, 
]M      Mrtrcply'd  with:  ut  deTay, 
9 *  father* xj 

2,  L°t  3  ce  be  h;d  from  me, 

Nor  f  bill  away  : 

God  of  m  7  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 

In  a  diftreffing  day, 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  it 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 

My  God  wou-d  m^ke  my  life  bis  care, 
And  all  my  nee  J  fir,_ 

4  My  fainting  flefh  h  wh  grief^ 
Had  rot  my  fou 

relief, 

Nor  was  my  iiope  tieceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 

An  d  k  eep  y  ou  r  e  9 1  r>*  ^  i  e  ;i  p  ; 
j  He'-l  J  fpirit  when  it  faints 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

P  S  A  L  M  XXIX.  Long  metre. 

Storm  and  Thunder. 

GIVE  to  the  Lord-  ye  fon.9  of  fame, 
Give  to  the  L  nandpow'r; 

.  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 


.   4<  PSALM    XXX. 

s  The  Lpi  d  proclaims  bt$  pow'r  ate 
O" -!t-  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 
H  s  v  ic    divides  the  wat'ry  c  > 

A:i  .  nd. 

5'H.-  •  >eft  hail  an ;'  wind, 

Lay  t  e  w  de  tort-'  b  ;     • 

■•ind, 
Lcap.fct  the  tc 

4  To  Lebanon  v'i-  tun 
And  to  i  th  •  ft 

T  e  moufj  j^eatthe  no*fej 

Thevailfei  defirtega 

5  Th;  Lord  fiti  f( vy'reign  on  the  fbod  j 
The  ]  .  ng  ; 
Bu  'e, 
Where  wehisawfiu  gloi  e 

.  6  in  V 

>ord 

Speak;,  peace  and  ceui  ^  e  to  our  rr 

PSAI 
Sicknjffshe  >    brrdzvrtmovsd* 

I  WILT, extol  th^e-l  %,    • 

A-  ihy  cc  fly  ' 

Who  but  a  Go  five 

From  t-hi  4  irk  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

ft  Siflg  feotheL  its  ofb;s, 

And  tell  how  lar^e  1 

Let  fttl  vour  powers  i  blefsi 

"Wiii  (  you  record  his  ho'i 

.  3  His  ?mret  bir  a  moment  fta 
Hi**  love  ' 

Though  prkf  and  t  ->?^y> 

The  mornirg  fla>  rei 


ps  ai  ; 

Hsalt 

F\  was  my  health,  my  d; 

Fondly  1  faid  wit  ?art, 

**  Plea/urea 

i  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  fir  J 

ace  b         to 

My  h  Td. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ! 

**  Wl 

*s  Deep  in  dare 

"    Thy  truth ,  oi  here] 

"  ?arme,  O  God  ofgrace  !  I  faid, 
11  •  And  bring  me  from  am-:  cad  ;  ' 

Th y  word rebuk'd  the  pain?  I  fell 

I  forms  ofwj/fi 
.  praifes  now  ; 
I  throw  my  iacc:  "-h  oil  the  grc 

me  round, 

;  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 

of  thy  name  ; 

earth  andheav'D, 
lckccfe  keal'd  and  (ins  iorgiv'n  ! 

PSALM    XXXI.    Ftrftpar:>\ 
ttb% 

INTO  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
limit  ;  , 

Thou  haft  redeemM  my  foul  from  death; 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 


|8  PSALM    XXXI. 

Wh'le  forrow,  pain,  and  ua  confpirM 
To  takeaway  my  life. 

3  My  time  is  in  thine  band,  I  cry'c. 
Though  I  draw  near  the  dufl  ; 

Thou  art  the  refuse  when.  I  <,ide> 
The  Go^I  in  whom  I  trutfc. 

4  O  make  thy  reconciled  face 
Upon  thy  fervantihine. 

Avid  lave  me,  for  thy  mercy s 

For  I 'me  nil  rely  th 

Paus:.    _ 
[5*Twasmrnyha3:e  .  Md9 

I  mttfl  d::f{>ciir  and  t 
J  am  hut  6ffbsfbre  thine  eyes  ? 

Eui  thou  haft  heard  my  cry.] 

6  Thy  good 

How  vvond'i  ous  is  t 
To  thofe  wlu  fear  thy  My 

And  trufl  thyprotjn 
*j  O    jv*  the  Lord,  all  yt  his  faints, 

Ana  ung  his  praifea  iQiicf  ; 
He'll  lencT  his  ear.  to  your  complaints, 

And  recompense  the  p: 

PSALM     XXXI.     ±-c:?dpart. 
Dei.  reproachy 

M)T'heart  rejoices  in  ■  . 
My  God:  my  ftelp,  my  Truft; 

Thou  haft  preitrv'  •'-•  aihame, 

Mi n c  honor  fro m  the 

»  rt  My  life  is  fpent   •  T  ^4t 

"  My  years  confurrr1  -> 

"  My  ftren  .aredry  d, 

c<  /Lndibrrow  wattes  my  bqaea.? 
-  Arr  enemies,  my  name 

*  W.,  a  iaeie  proverb  grow^i 


to  my  nd|l  _ame 

4  Slander  ai  fi -"e 

St: 
I  tothc  thror.c  .  d5 

Aild  (p 

5  How  great  detr 

The  rrxe  brou- 

And  made  tkeis 

6  T:  !£&£<• 
Shaft  thy  p^viiii 

Guard  them  from  infamy  and  itf 
And  crulh  the  foiw  of  pii 

7  Within  thy  fecrec  prefence,  Lord> 
Let me  fi  II; 

No  fenced  I  barr'd 

Seen  . .  fo  ssreiL 

PSALM    XXSrCI.    Short mc tre. 

OBLI  they 

Divinely  b*eft,to  w] 

Imputes  theii 

paft, 

p  their  hca  :e  ; 

.  r  faichiir.cere. 
3  While  I  concealed  my  r- 

ffeit  the  feff  ring 
Till  I  confefsMmy  & 

Aal  ready  pardon  found. 


$  rsALM  xxxil 

4  Let  firmers  learn  to  pray  ; 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
C\ir  help  in  times  of  deep  diix 

Is  found  in  God  alone  I 

PSALM    XXXII.    Common    metre. 
Tree  pardon  andjincere  obrdiev.ee  ;   or,  confetti* 
and  forgbvenefs. 

Hh.¥?Y  the  man  to  wfeoraliis  God 

i  :S  b^od, 

"::  his  garments  cl 

a  Happy?  beyond  txpreffioo  he, 

Whoifi  d;:u«  are  ton  ' ! 

A»d  from  the  gii  iky  bon< ... 

is  foul  eniarg'dL 
3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  andlies  ; 

His  words  are  all  fincere  ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eye* 
lis  confeience  c : 

hflc  I  my  inward  guilt  fupprefr, 
quiet  couid  I  fi 
Thy  v.  v.y  breaft* 

And  racVd  my  tortu 

5  Thtn.  I  confefs'd  m  &  though^ 
Mv  fecret.  fins  revcai'd  ; 

Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgrave  my  faults, 
Thy  jove  my  pardon  ftai'd. 

6  This  fhalJ  invi' 

/Jike  a  raging  Sbod, 
Temptatii  :ay 

Is  a  forgiving  God. 

PSAL  L.  Metre. 

■  naiicn  and 

Bieft, 
Whole  g  d  by  his  Gcd ; 


?  S  A  L  M  XXX3I  XXXUt         U 
Whofe  fins  i  i  ow,  are  cobfc&*4j 

Lord 

\ 

:, 

PS 

My  it* 

fed! 

a  I  :\  rd, 

And  3 

or  J, 
Thy 

5  For 

M?  at ; 

Whci 

cm  ev'rv 
P  S  A  l  : 

•.  r>?idPro\, 

REJOICE  ] 
Th •  -  o  ; 


to  PSALM   XXXIIL 

/iimc,  his  ways,  his  word* 
How  holy?j uft and: 

.  ercy  and  his  right eoufnefs 
Let  htaVn  and  earth  prod 

crks  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name, 

3  His  wifdom  and  almighty  wcid 
■  *niv  arches  fpread  j 
lie  Lord 
r  fhiaing  hofts  were  made, 

-ide  the  liquid  waters 
To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  Sowing  uas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  ixation  keep, 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpaciousearvb. 
With  fear  before  hurt  ftahd  i 

pake,  a-.d  nature  took 
And  refts  on  his  command. 

6  He  foorns  the  angry  -nations*  ^a§c* 
And  breaks  the  :ns  ; 

H i  s  conn  let  ftan  <  i  e  v'ry  2gjt* 

And  ia  full  glory  fhu 

?  S  A  L  11  XXXIIL  Second  pzrt*  Ctn.mc£s5t 


Creatures  vain,  and  God , 

BLEST  is  the  nation  where  tht 
Hath"  fix'd  his  glorious  th:. 
reveals  hi  s  heav    I 
And  cajts  their  tribes  bis  own 

a  His  eye  with  in  finite  fnrvey,    ' 
Does  the  whole  worM 

:  n?d  us  ail,  of  equal  c 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

■TS  are  not  re-fcuM,  by  the 
0f  armies,  from  ttw 


PS  A  L  M    XXX]  b$ 

■:-sd  nor  courage  of  a  h 
I  the  boid  rider  i 

4  Yaw  *s  beafUor  men* 

To  he 
Sut  h 
A  ftrt 

;  God  is :.  nd  Cod  their  tnrft, 

When  plague*  •  d  ;  — 

His  v. 
Among  ten 

:e  rejoice, 
And  bids  us  ft 
For  we  hive  made  t:  *  ckoice, 

Andtruft ...  lione- 

?  S  A  L  M   XJtXlri.    As  the  113th  I 

Work}  qf  creation  and 

YE  holy  foulr,  in  God  rejoice, 
r  maker's  praif;  becomes  ycur  voiiG 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  : 
S^g of  his  name,  his  word,  hi?  v.- ays, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy.  ju£  an^  true  ! 

•j-  Jufticeand  trvtib  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth,his  goodnefs  pr©ve3  ; 

His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  ipr:ad  ; 
How  wide  they  mine  from  north  to  ibuth  l 
by  the  fpirit  of  his  mc 
ve  ail  theftarry  armies  made. 

ersthe  wide  flowing  fea  3, 
Thofe  wat'ry  treasures  know  their  place 
In  the  vaft  ftore-houfe  of  the  deep  ; 
•  ana  gave  ail  nature  birtb,   » 
And  fires.  av'n  and  ew 

^ep. 


H        V  SALM    XXXML    XZXIV. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  reiiftlels  pow'r  ; 

Nor  dare  indulge  tneir  feeble  rage; 
Vain  are  your  thoughts, and  weak  your  hand** 
But,  his  eternal  counfel  ft  an  els, 

And  rules  the  world,  from  age  to  age, 

P  S  A  L  M     XXXIIL    Second  part. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  ali-fujficient. 

OH  \PPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 
And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  throne ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways* 
Bui  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 

5  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 

And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boaft^ 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpe-^d,  or  courage  of  a  boffe, 

To  guard  his  rider  cr  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  companion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

When  death  or  dangers  threat 'ning  ftand  a 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

When  wars  or  famine  wafte  the  land. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  ourphyfician,  thou  our  fhield, 

Send  us  falvation  from  thy  throne  a 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  mine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PSALM    XXX IF.  FirJlpart.Longmetrt, 
God's  care  of  the  faints  ;   sr  deliverance  by  prayer* 

LORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  ad  my  days, 
Thy  praife  fhali  dwell  upon  my  tongue  * 


PSALM  XXXIT.  ks 

Mr  foul  fhall  glc 

Wink  -'•  hear  the  long. 

a  Comei  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come.  &s  name  ; 

I  fought  the  Eternal  God*  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  ihame. 

^  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 
My  fecret  groan  ITS  ; 

He  gave  myjnward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'niy  mine  ; 
A  bk.im  of  mercy  from  the  ikies 
Fili5  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  who  fcrve  the  Lord  : 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  faints, 
Tafte  of  his  grace,  and  truft  his  word  ! 

6  The  wild  young  Lions,  pinch'd  with  pa« 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  th*  w#od  : 
But  none  fhall  leek  the  Lord  in  vain, 

Kor  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  XXXIV.  Second  part.  Long  metre. 

Religiaus  education  ;  cr,  tnfiruBiont  ct  piety, 

CHiLDREN  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
Year  parents'  hope,  your  parents' joy. 
Attend  the  counfelsof  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

a  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 
And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  Hate 
Retrain  your  feet  from  impious  « 
Your  lips^from  (lander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 
£iis  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 


U  PSALM    XXXltf. 

5  his  fro  rang  face  againfl; 
The  ions  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  heart  s, 
Gog  <nHfhie  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tdis  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 

•  on  redeems  their  fouis  from  death ; 

.  heir  broken  bones  ; 
f  in  his  p'-aife  employ  their  breath. 

P  S  A  L  M  XXXIV.  Ftrji  part.  Com.  metre- 

r.  and  praifefsr  eminent  dAtueranas* 

I'LL  oicft  the  "Lord  from  day  to  day  j 
I  KfK>d  are  ail  his  ways! 
Ye  humble  fouls  who  ufe  to  pray. 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praiie. 

»  Sing  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  firmer  cvy'd \ 
Ijjcfr  v  | j  e  e  :•: poVd  to  fhame. 

Nor  was  his  fair  deayM. 
%  When  threading  fonows  round  me  Hoot!s 

Arid 
Like  the  ioud  billows  of  a  flood, 

Redoubling  all  my  wots  L 

4  I  ":e";d  the  Lord  my  fore  drftreftf 
With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ? 
Be- gave  my  fhirpeit  torments  caftj 

And  iiiene'd  all  my  fe arfc 

Pause. 

r5  O  firmer*  came  arid  tafte  his  love, 

Come,  Xhxyx  his  plea&nt  ways, 
£ndlet  your  r?:r  erper'ence prove 

Thj  fwc&ngfs  cfhis  grace. 
4  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  ttetii 

Atound  where  his  chiWrefl  dwell* 


PSALM        XXXiV. 

What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents, 

No-earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 
f7  O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his! 
His  eye  regards  the  jiift  ; 
How  richly  bleft  their  portion  is* 

Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  I 
8  Younglions  pinch'd  with  hunger  roar, 

Andfamifh  in  the  wood  ; 
But  God  fupplies  his  holy  poor, 

With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 

PSALM    XXXIV.  Second  part  Com.  metre. 

Exportation  to  peace  and  holinefs. 

COME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 
And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  afaife  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

s^X  part  from  mifchief,  pra&ife  love, 

iPurfue  the  works  of  peace  : 
So  ihail  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 

And  let  your  fouls  at  cafe. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  thejuft, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry  : 

When  broken  fpirits  dwell  m  duft, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  though  the  forrows  here  they  tafte 
Are  fharp  and  tedious  too. 

The  Lord,  who  faves  them  all  at  laftj 
Is  their  fupporter  now  ! 

5  Evil  fhall  finite  the  wicked  dead  ; 
But  God  fecures  his  own  ; 

Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Ride, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation,  like  a  flood, 
.   O'er  the  proud  finner  roils, 

0  z 


g*  PSALM    XXXV. 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  lie  redeems  their  fouls. 

PSALM    XXXV.  Firj! part.    Com.   met*.. 

Praysr  and  faith  of  perf seated  faints  ;  or ^  Imfre* 

cations  mixt  with  charity '. 

NOW  plead  my  c^ufe,  Almighty  God, 
With  ail  the  fons  of  ftrife  : 
And  6ght  agamftthe  men  ofbiojj, 
Who  fight  againft  my  life.  ', 

%  Draw  out  the  fjpear  andftop  their  way, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 
But,  to  my  foul  in  mercy,  fay, 

lam  thy  Saviour  God. 

3  They  plant  their  mares  to  catoh  my  iee£, 
And  nets  of  miibhiet  fpread  ;• 

Plunge  the  dcftro.yers  in  the  pit 
Which  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darknefs  hide  their  way, 
And  flipp'ry  he  their  ground  : 

Thy  wrath  mall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  ra?e  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 
Before  thine  an^ry  breath  ; 

The  angel  of  th^Lord  behind, 
Purfues  them  down  to  death. 

6  Trey  love  the  road  which  leads  to  hell  i 
Then  let  the  rebels  die, 

Wfrofe  malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  molt  high, 

7  But j  if  thou  baft  a  chdfcii  few 
Among  that  impious  race, 

Divide  them  from  tke  bloody  crew, 

By  tkyfurprifing  grace. 
2  Then  -ill  1  raife  my  tucefukvotee 

To  make  thy  wonders  known ; 


PSALM    XXX?    XXXPl.         69 

In  tl  ^*y  9 

PSALM    A.  Com,  met. 

Love  to  en  .  .er$> 

BEHOLD  J 

Hark,  how  his  foi 

To  his  ^E: 

%  Wheo  they  are  fick,  his  ?:vl  comz 

And  fecm*  to  feel  the  foi 
The  i'pirit  of  tfee^olpel  rci 

And  m< I 

3  Kov?  d :  d  rs  co n  r!  0" e 
A?  for  a  , 

And, : 
While  for , 

4  They  groan'd  and 
Yet  fill!  he 

And  clou L  _-i  t 

The  righteous  Lord  retui 

5  O  glorious  type  of  helftr'nly  - 
Thrfs  Chrift  the  Lord  app< 

;;:ays, 
And  pit: ei  art  ! 

6  He,  the  true  Am'4  Jjfc*  •;  rj  K 
Bleft  andbelov'd  of  God, 

To  fave  us,  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 

PSA  L -M    XXXFL    Long  in -re. 
ff"A?  perfe3ionj  and  providence  of  God ;  «r 
cl  previa-  1 

HIGH  in  the  he; 
T*y  gOO*ieSS  in  full  £-ory;  ikines 


ftg  PSALM    XXXVL 

Thy  teuth  fhall  break  through  ev'ry  cloucj 
Whi^h  veils  and  darkens  thy  dsfigns. 

&  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  ftands, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  y 
Wife  arc  the  wonders  cf  thy  hands, 
Tay  judgements  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  fhar€  5 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But,  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence  all  our  hope  or  comfort  fpringf  \ 
The  fons  of  Adam,  in  diftrefs, 

3Fiy  to  the  ihadow  of  thy  .vings . 
$  From  the  provifion  of  thy  houf« 
We  fliali  be  fed  with  fvteet  repafc  ; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  falvation  to  our  ta#e. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  prefence  of  the  Lord  9 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  ihall  fee  1 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

PSALM    &XXVL    Com.  metre. 

jPraSical  Athehm  expofed  ;  or,   the  Being    and 

Attributes  of  God  ajferted. 

WHILE  men  ^rowbold  in  wicked  ways 
And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
2vly  h?art  wit&in  me  often  fays, 

1  Their  thoughts  belie:  e  tiers' s  none, 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare* 
(Wkat  e  'er  their  lips  profefs) 

Coo  hath  no  wrath  for  fhem  to  fear, 
Nov  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

8  What  Grange  feK- flattery  blinds  their  eyes  I 

*  luttkere's  a  lifting  hour 


PSALM    XXX  7X 

ithfore  fiirp 

terrors  of  thy  po 

juftiae  mail  maintain  its  throne, 
fountains  melt  a 
Thy  judgement!  aft  a  vvcrld  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefc  heaven's  crested  rounds, 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 

>w  bounds 
- ;re  time  and  nature  end. 

:y  to  man  thy  ^oo^.nefs  brings, 
.■^obs  the  beaft  ; 

Th^  fc  to  reft. 

jre-ftreams  run  low, 

Pcry  >w, 

ires  high, 

1  .  decay, 

And  fc  up  our  e 

day, 

.PSALM.  XXXFJ.    Short  metre. 

r;  of  Co4: 

:  in  ii.i, 
My  heart  cues, 

Nofemr  -  res, 

■  hilje  coneeard 
;  dream  ; 

-z  reveal'd, 
i  >fe  his  hate    . 

heart  is  faife  and  foul, 

I  fair  : 


w 


9»  psalm      xxxvn. 

Wifdom  isbaniuVd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there, 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed, 
New  mifcbiefsto  fulfil, 

He  fets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  h*ad, 
To  practice  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Though  men  renounce  his  fear  j 

His  juftice,  hid  behind  the  clouJ, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear, 

6  His  truth  tranfcends  the  Iky, 
In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell  ; 

Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  lie* 

His  anger  burns  to  hoi. 
*j  How  excel  ent  his  love, 

Vv hence  a  t •/  fprings  1 

O  never  let  my  foul  n.  move 

Ffrbna  hi  rigs. 

PSALM      XXXFIL        Firfl  pari. 
ITbe  cure  of  envy*  fretful r>.e/s  and  unbelief ;  or>  tht 

Rewards  of  the  rtgjfrteous  and   the  vuieked  ;  er1 

the  vjtfid'j  hatred  and  the  Saint's  patience. 
"|T7"HY  ft ould  I  vex  my  foul-  and  fret 
VV      To  fee  the  wicked  rife  I 
Or  envy  finriers  waxing  great 

By  violence  and  lies  ? 

■a  As  flow'ry  grafs  cut  down  at  nooa, 

Before  fhe  ev'ning fades, 
So  fhall  their  glories  variifh  foon, 

In  everlafcing  fhades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft* 

And  practiie  ail  that's  good : 
So  fhai!  I  dwell  among  the juft, 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 
£  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 


PSALM    XXXFB. 

rhyhand  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shali  my  c:e fires  fulfil. 

I  Mine  innocence  (halt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 

And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

■  The  meek,  atlaft,'the  earth  pofTels 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n  : 
[rue  riches  with  abundant  peace, 

To  humble  fouls  are  ^iv'n 

P    A    U    S    E. 

Re  [I  in  the  LosU,  arid  '  raf  z 

Nor  let  your  aagcr  rife, 
^nough  Providence  fhouldlong  delay 

To  punifh  haughty  vice. 

Let  fin ners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
rhe  Lord  derides  them  ;  for  he  ie:s 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come 

They  have  drawn  out  the?i  threatening  fwGid* 

?o  flay  the  men  wb  Lord, 

And  bring  ous  low. 

Sod  fhall  break  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  perfecmi; 
hail  their  own  fwords  againft  t'icm  turns 

And  pain  ihiprife  their  hearts. 

PSALM      XXXVlt.      S~ccnd  part 
harity  to  the  poor  ;  or.  Religion  in  (words  <Sd&ds 

1T7HY  do  the  wealthy  v.ieked  boait, 
VV      And  grow  profanely  boid? 
"he  meaneft  port  ion  of  thejuft 
Excells  the  tinners'  gold  ! 

rhe  wicked  borrows  of  his  friendfj 
at  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  5 


74  PSALM       JTX* 

T*he  faint  is  ffitrcifuT,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  a*  ay. 

3  His  aim*,  with  libera!  hearty  he  gives, 
Anions  the  funs  of  need  ; 

Kir.  mcm*rv  to  iorg  ages  lives, 
And  bit  fled  is  his  feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  lo  talk  profane, 
T©  flar.de?  or  defraud ; 

His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  fcas  learn'd  of  Gcd, 

5  The  law  ?nd  gofpei  of  the  Lord 
Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  Spirit  2nd  the  Word, 

His  feet  ihaii  nevtrflufe. 
6 When  finnevB  fall,  the  righteous  {land 

Prelei  y'd,  from  ev'ry  fcare  ; 
They  fball  poffefs  the  promis'dland, 

And  dwell  forever  there. 

PSALM      XOTVIL    Third pzrt. 
t^be  way  and  end  of  tee  righteous  and  the  wick?d9 

MY  God,  th^  faps  of  pious  men 
Ave  ordlrM  bj  thy  will ; 

Though  they  vhoud  tall,  they  rife  again  % 
Thy  hand  fiipports  them  ftill. 

4  The  7-rv  cj^Kghtsto  fee  their  ways; 

Their  virtue  he  approves  : 
K:7'i  ne'e**  deprive  them  of  his  grrce, 

Nor  leave  trie  men  he  loves. 
£  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  1  heir's, 

Their  portion  and  their  home : 
He  feeds  them,  now,  and  makes  them  he.. 

Of  blefiingslong  to  come, 
4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  ocmeH, 

Nor  fear,  when  tyraaU  frown  •, 


P  S  A  L  M    XXX  1$ 

Ye  (had  cc:  ;;ric'e  w;.*  vain, 

.?.  juiiicc  calls  than  dowa. 

P    A    U    S    L. 

5  The  haughty  finner  have  I  ft  en, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tail  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 

Spreading  his  arms  abroa 

4  And,  lo!  k&yaniih'd  from  the  grail B 

Duiroy'dby  «*andfi 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 

Wnere  aH  that  prkje  liad  been. 

3  S  he  man  of  nghteoufnefs, 

i.-v'rai  ftfcps  a  Und  ; 
pleafure  runs  ihfough  all  hig  ways, 
And  :.   -  refill  if  t  Lb  end. 

P  S  A  L  2tt   XXXVIII. 

Cci/i  e/  j;r?  chxce,  and  relief ' ;  or.  Repentance  and 
prayer  for  pardon  and  health. 

A   MIDST  thy  wrath,  r«  member  lev 2  ; 
A  Reftore  thy  fervint,  Lord  ; 
Nor  let  a  father's  cha&'ning  prove 

.  an  avenger's  f  word. 
i  Thine  arrows  iiick  within  my  hT^rt^ 

My  ftdh  is  forery  p. 
Between  the  for  row  ■  -  art, 

My  ipirit  finds  no  r 

3  My  (ins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  o'er  my  head  art*  gone  \ 

Too  heavy  t'-ey  for  me  to  b 
Too  hard  lor  me  t'ai 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  trouble 
My  head  frill  betiding  down  ; 

And  i  go  mourning  ah  the  day 
Beneath  my  feitLa  **  frown, 
H 


„r  P  S  A  L  M    XXXIX. 

5*lord,  I  am  weik  and  broken  fore, 
None  ot  rny  pow'rs  are  whole  : 

The  ihtfard  angulib  m  k  i  me  roar* 
The  anguifh  of  myfbut. 

6  M'  my  dtfir.  tc  fhee  is  known, 

Tiiire  eye  counts  tvVy  tear, 
And  ev'iy  Qgh,  And  ev'ry  groan 

Is  mn-c'd  by  Vhine  car. 
?  Thgfjti rrf  my  God  my  only  hope  % 

My  God  wHI  h^ar  my  cry  : 

•  d  }-\\  btai  I  up 
When  f-                     die. 

is  e>er  spi  to  Hide, 
My  fo?s  rejoice  t  j  fee't  ; 
Ti; ./  their  pleafrt'-eand  their  pnd- 

When  the]  my  feet. 

9    >i.it  iTl!  gulitta  thee, 

>X.A  grieve  for  a!*  my  fvn  : 

•  urn,  how  weak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg  fuppor  divine. 

I®  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  part 

*  nd  be  forever  nigh  : 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  hafte, 

Before  thy  fervant  die . 

PSALM    XXXIX.     Tirf.parL 

W at cbf une's  cv.t  tke   tongue  ;  Gr,  Prtcden:: 
zeai. 

THUS  In  folv'ct  before  the  Lord, 
•  Now  wi.l  I  watch  ixiy  tongue, 
"  Left  1  let  flip  one  finnif  word. 
<•  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

a  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftrain'd  to  flay 

With  men. of  £vefi  profane, 
F»l  fct  a  d  >U'j!e  guard,  that  day, 

JMorUt  my  talk  be  vain* 


PSA  L  M    XXXIX.  77 

3  I'll  fcarce  aiiow  my  :ips  to  fpeak 

ma  thoughts  J  feel, 
Left  (coffers  ihouid  th  "  occaiion  take 
To  mock  my  hoiy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  foaae  proper  hour  appear, 

But  let  the  iooiiiig  finners  hear 
Tnat  I  can  fpeak  for  C 

P  S  A  L  >i     XXXIX.    &cond part. 
*£ht  vanity  qfMin,aj  mortal, 

TE  **CH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days, 
Tqou  M  •:  '■:.   erf  my  frame  ; 
1  would  furvey  life's  iun  | 
And  learn  ho  w  frail  \  am . 

%  A  ("pan  4s  all  which  we  can  bo  ad, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  : 
Man  is  but  vanity, and  duft, 

In  ail  his  floV/'r  and  prime. 

3  See  !  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like-madows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  ftrive,  deiire  and  love, 

But  all  their  noife  is  vain  ! 

s  4  Some  wa.k  in  honor's  gaudy  fhow  ; 
Som*  dig  for  golden  are  ; 
sy  to'u  for  heirs  they  kaownot  who, 
Andilrai^ht  are  feen  ao;  more. 

5  What  could  I  wlih  or  wait  for,  then, 

□  creatures  earth  and  duft  I 
They  make  our  exr x  -in, 

And  ditappoint  our  truit. 

6  Now  I  rorbid  my  c       LJ 
My  fond,  deirres  recall ; 

I  give  my  up, 

And  make  inyGodmy  'AH, 


9  WSXJTM    XXXIX.    XL. 

PSALM     XXXIX.     TLirdpart. 
Sick-bed dzrcticn;  or,  Fleadir.g  without  repining* 

GOD  of  my  lift  I  look  gently  down, 
Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 
jut,  I  am  dumb,  lx  fore  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

a  Difeafes  are  thy  fenrants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command : 
Til  not  attempt  a  rmnm'ring  word 

Agaiirft  thy  eitaft'mBg  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  rrumble  cries, 
Remove  thy  fharp  rebukes ; 

My  fcrength  confutnes.  my  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd,  as  the  moth,  beneath  thy  hant^ 
We  moulder  to  the  duft  ; 

Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand* 

And  all  our  beauty 's  loft. 
[5  This  mortal  life  decays  apace  : 

How  foon  the  bubble's  broke  i 
Adam,  and  ail  his  num'rous  race, 

Are  vanity  ani  fmcke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  fojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
M?y  1  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 

When  I  the  fummons  hear  J 

*  But,  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a-while, 

Before  my  laft  remove, 
Thy  praife  (hull  be  my  bus'nefs  ftiil, 

A^i  Til  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM    X£.  Tirfipart.    Com.    m? 
Afitng  of '  deliver  ancs  from  grtci  djfittfs* 

I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
Ke  bow'dto  hear  my  cry  ; 


P  S  A.  L  M    XI?.  7*> 

:■:  me  refting  on  his  word, 

2  11-  ra  d  pit, 
Wh^rt  mo  r3 

And.  from  my  bonds  rricate'd  my  feeL 

3  Finn  on  mac'e  me  ftand, 
And  taught  my  clieemil  tongue 

To  praife  the  wo 
lo  a  new  .  >ng. 

4  Fi!  iprea&'his  work;  of  grace 

TRc  .    :    :  " 

And  fiancrs  learn  to  make  my  Gci-l 
Their  only  hop£  and  I 

5  How  many  aie  thy  thoiights  of  Ic 

!  n  at  ! 
-enot  wo 
Their  numbers  to  re] 

11  afflicted,  poor,  and 
And 

My  God  be b 

And  beat  3  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM    XL.     Second  pari.  Com.  metre. 
The  ;.  c  wdji  crif.ee  c/"ChriiL 

■^MUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Yvm  work  is  vain3 
-      ".Give  your  burnt  cfPiiius  o'er  ; 
In  dying  gcat?',  and  bullocks  fi.iin 

M  My  ibui  delights  no  mere."  # 

Then  rpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo  I  I'm  here,    ' 
"My  God,  to  do  thy  wi:l  ; 
"  Whate'er  thy  (acred  books  declare 
*,  Thy  fetvant  ihall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  Lwr«8  ever  in  my  fight* 

u  I  keep  i  tr.car  my  heart ; 
II  a 


2 


?s  PSALM    XL. 

c<  Mine  ears  are  cpen'd  with  delight, 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And;,  fee  !  thebleft  Redeemer  come3  I 
The  Eternal  Son  appears  ! 

^nd,  aMh7  appointed  time,  afiumes 
The  body  God  prepares.        * 

5  Much  Ke  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 
And  much  His  truth  he  fhew'd, 

fiTi/-"  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnafs, 
Wnere  great  afltmblies  flood. 

6  His  Father's  honor  touxh'd  his  hearty 
He  pity'd linner' s  cries, 

AmJ  to  fulfil  a  favienr's  part, 
I    Was  made  a  fecrifice . 

Pause. 
^  No  blood  of  hcaftson  altars  fhed, 

Coird  warn  the  conference  clean  ; 
33ut  the  rich  facnfice  he  paid 

Atones  for  all  our  fin  ! 

2  Then  was  the  great  fakation  fpreadj, 

And  farm's  kingdom  fhook  : 
Thus,  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed, 

The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

PSAL  M    XL.    Long  metre. 
Chrift  our  fccrifioe. 

THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
Exceed  ear  praife,  furmount  our  thought  ; 
Should  3  attempt  the  long  detail, 
*My  ipeech  Would  faint,  my  numbers  fail, 

c  No  blocd  of  beafts  on  altars  fpilt 
Can  ckar.ie  the  fouls  of  men  from  guiH  ; 
But,  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes, 
An  all-fufficient  Sacrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  Eternal  Son  appear?, 
To  thy  demands  he  bows  his  ears  ; 


PSALM    XLI.  S! 

Aj7iim.es  a  body,  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  the  work  fo  hard. 

4  u  Behold  I  co-".':  (the  Saviour  cries, 
"  With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

•«  I  come,  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
11  Of  fin?,  and  db  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  *  'Tis  written  in  t^y  great  decree, 
*<  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 

"  I  Muil  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part, 
€i  And  lo  i  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

4i  And  rebels  to  obtd'ence  draw 

*  When  en  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  h'gh, 

"  Or,  ©n  my  throne  above  the  (ky.  ♦ 

7  «  The  Spirit  flttU  defcer.d  and  mow 
*'  What  thou  haft  doneand  what  I  do  ; 

?*  The  wond'ring  world  fhail  learn  thy  grace, 
«  Thy  vifdom  and  thy  righteoumtfs.-' 

PSALM    XLT.    Long  metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  opiHed* 

BLEST  is  the  man  whole  bowel5  move, 
And  melt  vvirh  pity  to  the  poor  ; 
Whofe  foul,  by  fympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  hts  fellow-faints  endure. 

ft  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief. 
More  gocd  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  off  en'ral  grief, 
Shall  find  tl  e  Lord  has  bowels,  too. 

3  His  foul  mall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  feci  eiblefTmgs  on  hi?  head) 

When  drought,  and  penitence  and  death. 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  languifh  on  his  couefo, 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  fargiv'n  5 


Tfa  PSA  L  ty   XLTL 

Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  vailing  foul  to  heav'n. 

PSALM     XLIL     Firjl  pari. 

Defertlon  and  hope  ;  or,  Complainf  ofabfencefrQn: 
public  <tc or/hip. 

WITH  earneft  longings  of  the  mine!, 
My  God;  to  thee  [look.: 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart,  to  find, 
And  taikr,;;ne  cooling  brook. 

%  When  fball  j  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
$o  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face 
.My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 
A.nd  teai  s  are  my  repaft  ; 

Trie  foe  infuits,  without  controul, 
■  And  <zu  here's  ycur  God  at  loft  ? 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure,  now," 
I  think  on  ancient  days  , 

Then  to  thy  nouie  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife, 

5  But  why  my  foul  funk  down  io  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  load  f 

Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  derpair, 
And  fin  again  ft  my  Goc)  l 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  wkofe  mighty  hand 
Can  all  my  woes  remove; 

For  I  mall  yet  before  him  ftand, 

And  fing  reftoring  love. 

P  S  A  L  M     XLII.    Second  part. 

Mel  ^ncholy  thoughts  reproved  :  or, Hope  inaffliffictl* 

MY  fpirit  finks  wiihiu  me,  Lord, 
But  I  will  caii  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  paft  difu  efs  record , 
When  I  Lv.ve  found  my  God  was  kind* 


«  PSALM    XLIV. 

ft  Huge  troubles,  wi'h  tumuit'ous  noife, 
Swell,  like  a  fca,  ai  d  round  me  fpread  ; 
Thy  water-fpouts  drowti  all    my  joys, 
And  rifing  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

2  Yet  will  the  LoH  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  Throne,  by  day  : 
Nor,  In  the  night,  his  grace  remove  * 
The  night  fhall  hear  me  ling  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cafl:  my  fe!f  before  his  feet, 

And  lay, £*  My.  Gca:my  Heav'n'y  Rock 

*•  Why  doth  thy  tare,  folcng  forget 

u  The  foul  which  groans  beneath  thy  ftreke  Sf 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart,  which  finks  fo  low, 
Why  ihoihd  my  ibul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praiie  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fuie  relief. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  (hall  guide  me  fHll 
Thy  word  ihall  my  beft  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  hcav'nly  hiil, 
JMyGod,  my  molt  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM    XLIV.    Common  metre. 
The  Church's  complaint  ir.  perjecution. 

LOPvD,  we  have  h^aid  thy  worts  of  old, 
Thy  works  of  pow'rand  grace  ; 
When  toourears  o.ur  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  day  s. 

a  How  Miou  didft  build  thy  Churches  hire. 

And  make  thy,  Golpel  known  ; 
Among  them  did  thing  arm  appear  ; 

Thy  light  and  glory  fhone  ! 

3  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  day, 
And,  in  a  oi  terful  throng 

Did  thoufands  m^er,  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  alt  their  fon g. 

4  Rut.  now,  our  fouls  arc  faz'd  with  lharae  J 
Confufion  fills  our  face, 


U  PSALM    XLV. 

To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  tools  reproach  try  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  net  forgot  onr  God, 
Nor  faifely  dealt  with  Heav'p, 

Nor  have  our  ftepsdeclin'd  the  road 
Of  duty,  thou  hail  giv  'n  I 

6  Though  Dragons  all  around  ais  roar 
Witii  their  deftruftive  breath, 

And  trime  own  liana  hasbruis'd  us  fore, 
Ilarci  by  the  gates  of  death. 

Pa  us  e. 

?  We  are  expos' d  all  day:  to  die 

A  s  martyrs,  for  thy  caufe  ; 
As  fheep,  for  ilaughter  bound,  we  fie, 

B%r  fharpand  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arife,  Almighty  Lord, 
Why  deeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 

Whyfhouid  we  look  like  men  abhor'd* 
Or  baaifh  'd  from  thy  face.  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  torevtrcaft  us  cfF, 
Andftill  aegledf  our  cries  ? 

Forever  hide  thine  heav'nly  iove 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  i 

io  Down  to  the  dull  our  foul  is  bow'd^ 
And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 

or  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud* 
And  ail  their  pow'r  confound. 
ii  Redeem  im  from  perpet'al  mame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name* 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM    XLV.    Short    metre. 

The  glory  of  Chrijl  ;  the  fuccefs  cfthe  gof(*l$  and 

the  G entile  church. 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  beauties  are  divine  5 


PSALM    XLV.  85 

low, 

An.;  ev'ry  grace  is  tji 
a  Now  make  thy  glory  known  ; 

Gird  on  thy  dfeadftfl  I  word, 
And  ride,  in  majesty,  to  fpread 

Theconquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  Jr. 

melt  their  hearts  t'pbey  ; 

While  juftfee.  metkneefs,  grace  and  truths 
Attend  thy  glor'ous  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  ; 
Thy   Throne  ft  ad  ever  ftand  ; 

And  thy  victor'ousgofpel  proves 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

[5  Thy  Fa  her  and  thy  God 

H  it  h ,  w  i :  h  0  ttt  m  e  a ;  u  r  e ,  (he  d 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 

T'anoint  thy  facred  head.] 

<6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand, 
nirch  is  feen, 
,  in  rich  attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen. 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

zl  thy  father  s  houi.  ; 
■Forfakethy  gods,  t      idol  "reds, 
And  pay  tne  Lord  I  .;•■  i  ovfrs.] 

8  O'iet  thy  God  and  I? 
Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  emj 

T?y  children  (hall  his  honor  fisg 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

PSALM    XLV.    Common  metre 
Tbz  per  onal  glories   end  go  vernment  of  Cbr&t* 

I'LL  fp.-ak  the  honors  of  my  King, 
ii.s  form  divinely  fair; 


S6  PSAL  M     Xlft. 

None  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  tkeLord  compare. 

a  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'nly  grace* 

Upon  thy  iips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God,  with  blem^gs  infinite 

Hath  crown  d  thy  iacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  Prince  £ 
Ride,  with  Majeftic  fway  : 

Thy  terror  lhall  itrike  through  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  worfd  obey  . 

4  Thy  throne.  O  God,  forever  ftatids  ; 
Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove 

A  peaceful  fceptre,  in  thy  hands, 
To  rale  the  faints,  by  Love. 

5  Tuftice  and  trtith  attend  thee,  full, 
But,  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 

And  God,  thy  God,  thy  ibul  fl&U  fill 
WitU  mo  it  peculiar  joys, 

PS  ALM      XLV,    Firjl  part.  Long    metre. 

7 7;?  glory  e/Cbri/i,  and  pevoer  of  his  goJpeU 

NOW*,  be  my  heart  infpird  to  fins: 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jffus,  the  Lord  ;  how  heav  nly  fair 
ilis  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  i 
a  O'er  ailthe  fons  of  human  race 
He  fkines,  with  a  fupetiof  jrvace  ; 
Love  frorn  his  lips  divinely  flows 
And  bieffings  ail  his  ftate  compofe. 

3  Dtefs  4  hee  in  arms,  molt  mighty  Lord/ 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  iword  ; 

In  majefty  and  glorv,  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekntfs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  #  irt» 
fehali  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubbom  heart  ; 


PSALM    XLV. 

Or,  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  fweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feefc 

5  Thy  Th^ne,  O  God,  forever  ftandtf, 
Grace  is  the  fcepti  e  »o  thy  hands  ; 
Tby  laws  .;•  are  jail  and  right, 
Ju;-                    cz  are  thy  delight. 

6  Go*,  thine  own  Ged,  has  richly  flied 
His  oi 

Aad    with  his,  i-icred  Spirit,  Lleft 
Hisfoft-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

P  S  A  L  M    XLV.  Second  fart  Long  metre, 

Qurijl  cmd  !  nyjtlcal  marriagf 

■THHE  King  of  taints  how  f:ar  hi'  t'?.ct  ! 
A  Majtfty  and  Giace  ; 

Be  ex  ings  from  above, 

Aw  wins  the  >ye- 

a  At  yes  behold 

in  pureft  gold  ; 

\\y  drefs  s 
Qicfa. 

?  He  forms  her  beavtiet  *  o  ; 

He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throae  y 

Fair  -  et  t.mc  heart  forget 

The  idols 

4  So  :  R  ing  the  rr 

1c  th   -  »ce$ 

Lei  r*d, 

For  I  ^  Lord. 

5  O  happs  h<  ife 

To  I 

And  :  In  ) 

Each,  like  a  pnnci,  in  gktff  reign  f 

6  Let  endkfs nor  hi<  ad  1 
Ltt  cv'ei                       g  fpread  1 


g3  PSALM    XL  VI. 

While  we,  wild  etreerfui  fongs  approve 

The  coa'efc'riiiioas  of  his  . 

PSALM     XL  VI.     FirftjK'ri. 

Thf  Church's  jafdy  and  triumph)  among  national 
defoiation 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 
When  ftorms  of  (harp  <}iftrefs  invade! 
E'er  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  cim  pre.  fen t  with  Lis  aid  ! 
i  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  huri'3 
ttawn  to  the  dzep,  and  bury'd  there  ; 
Convulfions  make  the  foiid  world, 
Our  taith  ihall  never  yield  to  rear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide  ; 
Wiiile  ev'ry  nation,  eVfy  fhore 
Tremble  and  dread  the  f .veiling  tide. 

3  There  is  aftream  vvhofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  cry  6f  our  God  : 
Lifc,love  and  joy,  fttfl  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftmm,  .thine  Holy  Word, 
There  all  our  raging  fear  controuls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promlfes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 

6  Stan  enjoys  her  M3narch*s  love, 
Secure  agairift  a  threat'ora*  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  His  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r. 

P  S  A  L  M     XVfUSecand  Part. 

God  fights  for  bl\  Church. 

LET  S:on  in  her  Kin^  rejoice, 
Though  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife" 


PSALM    XLYII. 

.;ce. 

z  The  I  kfrj 

Anu  yt'c".i»'3  (  :d  ; 

wrought, 

3  From  fea  to  iea  through  all  the  fhores, 
He  pa  t  ^re  ; 

081  or.  hi.:;  cr  roars, 

jrld  tope 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  be  cuts  tht  fpear  ; 

fith  hcav'r.  y  f-.nx  : 
i  ye  earth,  and  bear 
Ite  found  and  gio:}  of  hia  name  ! 

'     5  "Ec  I  at  i  am  God, 

;;alud  o'tr  ; 

ic  I  win  bz  known  add  fear\J  abroad  ; 
44  But fti  ♦  .  :.   .    m  :.  u  dfc" 

6  O  Lord  o   rlo.V.  Ahri  Jity  Km?  ! 
Whiie  we  io  eeartl  j  :_, 

Cur  t^ith  ihali  fit  fecure,  and  ik.g 
Defiance  to  the  gates  or  h 


o 


P  S  A  L  M    XLVIL  Common  metre. 
5  end  reigni 

FOR  a  fhout  of  frcredjoy 


To  God, f  '  n  Kin?  ! 

Letev'ry  land  its  tongues  employ', 
3  hymns  of  triumph  ling. 

a  Jefus,  our  God,  afcends  on  tri 

H&  hLdv'nly  guards  around, 
Atte  •!  htm,  rifing  through  the  iky. 

With  trumpets'  joy.ul  found. 

i  '.'■  angels  flout  and  praife  their  Kip.g* 
Ltt  mortals  learn  their  (trains  ; 


m  PSALM    XLVfJL 

Let  all  the  earth  bis  honors  fing  ; 

O'er  ail  the  ^arth  he  reigns. 
'4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound^ 
Let  knowledge  iead  the  fang; 
Kor  mock  him,  with  a  foiemfl  found 
Up  am  a  thoughtlefs  tong 

5  In  I\rel  ftood  (lis  ancient  throne ; 
He  lov'd  that  choien  r?ce  : 

But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taite  his  grace. 

6  Thefc  ranfom'd  SraUsare  all  the  Lord's, 
Here  Mr  ham's  God  is  known, 

jVhiJc  pow'rs  and  prir.ces,  fnields  and  f words, 
Suumit  be  to  re  his  throne. 

PSALM     XLVI1I.     Firjl  part. 
The  Church  is  the  honor  and  fafety  of  a  nation* 

GRE  VT  i?  the  L>rd  our  God, 
And  :et  fetfi  praife  be  great  ; 
Ke  makes  his  church;  s  his  abode, 
His  moft  delightful  ieat. 

4  Thefe  :emp:e3  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  ft  and  ! 
The  honors  of  our  native  place  ; 

The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Sien.  God  is  known 
A  pcfejfc  in  diftre& ; 

jHow  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone 
Through  ail  her  palaces  : 

4  When  kin^s  a.^ainfc  her  join'd, 
And  faw  rhe  Lord  wa»  toe-  e3 

In  wild  confufion  ot  the  mind/ 
They  fled  with  haity  fear. 

£  When  navies,  tall  and  prortd 
'    Attempt  to  fpei:  our  peace* 


P  S  A  L  M    XLYIII. 
He  ftn^s  his  tempeft  roaring  iou 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told  ; 
Cur  eyes  have  often 

II  iheep  h:. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 

irfc  repair, 
V.  V  ce> 

PSALM    XLVI1I.  fi 

order* 

The  pp 

.ne, 

2  W  .rid 
OnS/Wjchc: 

Pre  c  I  hi  rn  t  soft  h  y  hand, 

3  Let  Grangers  walk  around 
The  _    , 

Conipafg  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe. 
The  worlhip  i  irt, 

The  cheerful  I  |  >kUui  vows, 

And  make  a  fair  re-port. 

tcent  and  how  wife  ! 
:    Ho^v  glor'ous  to  be;. 

odthe  pomp  which  charms  the  c 
Andri;es  adora'd  with  gold. 
I  % 


9»  PSALM    XLIX. 

6  The  Cod  we  worship  now 

Wiil  guide  us  till  we  die* 
Will  be  our  Gov!  while  here  below* 

And  our's  above  the  iky, 

PSALM    XLIX.    Fir fi part. 
Pride  and  death  ;  cr,  The  -vanity  of  lift  and  rkbes, 

WHY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
To  infolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  honors  flow 
With  ev'ry  rifiivr  tick  ? 

[2WI1V  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  fcorn, 

Made  of  the  feif-iame  c^ay, 
And  boaft,  as  though  his  fie  ill  were  born 

Of  better  duft  than  they  Ij 

3  Not  all  hi?  tre-afnre  cm  procure 

His  foul  a  Ciort  r°preve> 
Redeem  from  death  one  entity  hour, 

Or  make  his  brother  live. 

[<  Life  is  a  bleffing  can't  be  foM  ; 

T;:e  random  is  too  hi  Ji ; 
Juitice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  Fe  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 
The  timorous  and  the  brave 

Q^it  *veir  pumrTi  m%  clote  their  eyes, 
An  '  hafttnto  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  anlpnde, 
c-  My  hcuie  fha:i  ever  fiztvl : 

4i  And  that  my  name  may  long  afrde, 
'«  I'll  give  it  to  my  lai  d." 

-  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft, 

Kow  foon  his  mem'ry  cies  ! 
Hh  name  is  Written  in  pie  daft 

Where  his  own  carcafe  lies/ 


P  5  A  L  M    XLTX. 

P   A    U    5    E. 

Appr '  fay, 

And  \-n. 

n  ^oid  of  whdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honor  raift  -hern  li 

;ie  a  bcaf",  -  race, 

And  Vike  a  beaft  they  c 

[is  L  epi 

Deathbeds  upon  ihc 
•Till  the  lait  trumps  Lhcirfletp 

In  terror  and  deip  . 

PSALM    XLTX .  irt  Com .  mctiCi 

Dt  rre&irit, 

YE  fons  of  pride, 
And  n  the  poor, 

When  death  has  brought  voh  down  to  daft, 
Y o ixr  k^ 0 cq p  fhall  rife  qo  more. 

s  The  hit  great  £?*■  ee  the  fcene  ? 

WIv 1  peat  ? 

"When  fhaU  ttejufi  rtrfve 

O'er  a.l  >  ho  feorn^d  them  here  ? 

3  God  frill  •    receive 
When  fep 'rate  from  the  ffe  1 

ilrKl  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave 
To  raife  my  bone?  airtfh. 

4  Reavm  rsmyever  me, 
The  inheritance  is  t 

Le  menoji  a  me, 

PSALM    XLIX.    Lomj  metre. 

9  bji^ncrs*  dent b*  and  the  ramts*  rtfurreSiqp* 

WHY  do  the  proud  in  fir  t  I 
An  ]  :  large  eftitea  they  have  ? 


I 


f  S  A  L  M    % 

I 
u   Will  lthe  m 

6i    -. 

"   Wit:., 

3  •-  cs  to  do, 

*  rd  b 

°  T  ;uft  and  true, 
&' «  <^oi!?d  you  :  my  fight, 

<;  E  e?  to  Light,; 

ierve  who  p  Loxd^ 

tfcc  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There** 

P  S  A  L  M    L.    i-ong  metre. 

;   cxpofei* 

Th's  Churches  warns; 
Let  h  I  amd  tear, 

\\  '  o  place  their  hopes  in  ;ias  and  forms, 
Eli:  -  -^e. 

»-Vw  J '  !  d  ire  rein  arfe  his  name 

With  lips  of  raifehood  anil  dec  it  ; 
Amend  or  broths 
An.  ad  flatter  V  lute. 

3  Theywatch  to  do  thei  -   r&  wrong, 
Yet  d  ire  to  feck  their  backer  s  iace  ; 
They  take  his  qpfr'naBtoii  il.;ir  tongue, 
But  break  his  law:,,  abufe  hh  grace. 

4  To  I-kav'n  they  li  une'eas? 
h  lufc  dtftfV  wkh  bx:„  . 


P  S  L. 

By  day  their  mouths  d  avrBear  to  Ooi 

They , 

puifarof  d  xr  ! 

6   O  cl: 

And  lets  their  crimes  Before  their  ej-etjj 

Plis  wrath  f  b 

Aid  node! 

PSALM    L. 

THE  Lord,  the; 
fort! 

Eaji  to  /?  ding  oedejes  fprc 

Thrc*: 

more  fhall  atheifts  rr.ockhis  long  delay  i 
His  vengear 

Tempeftand  fire  attend  him  down  the 

n,  earth,  and  he1!  dra 
To  heat  fei?-juf>ice.  and  the  finner's  doom  ;  f 

I   ■ 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftantlar 

3    Behold  !mv  covjnaot  frauds  forever  good, 
JSeai'd  by  th'  Eternal  Sacrifice, 

es';the£r 
■:.  aid  the  ancient  worfhfpj  c 
eVno  didir 

ny  fav'ritesandnrj  rones" 

eir  A Imiehty  Saviour  and  their  C 
r*am  their  Judge  :  ye    heav1  hroad 

My  juft  Eternal  Sentence*  and  declare 

finnti  s dread  to3 


9*       .  PSALM    L' 

Smner^  in  Zion>  tremble  and  retire  ? 
I  doom  the  pa. :n--ed  hypocrite  to  live  f 

5  Not  tor  the  want  of  j.oata  or  bullocks  firn- 
Dj  1  condemn  thee  :  bulls  and  goats  arc    v$u& 

Without  the  (lames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  uore 
O'bru  al  oft'rings  which  were  mine,  before  s 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beafta  an  i  -av  age  brc^d, 
&ock$,  herds  and  faeldi,  and  forefts,  where  riiey 
feed 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  wou- .!  I  \fk  thee  Fooi  ? 
When  did  i  this  ft  or  drink  thy  bullock'.,  i. iOO&? 
Can  I  be  flatttrVi  with  thy  tinging  hoars  * 
Thy  fo'.ema  chatt'rin.'s  and    a  ita*tic  vo  to  £ 
A:e  my  eyes  charm  d:hy  ^eftment?  ta!*ehol& 

■^Glaring  [n  gems  a/)d  gay  in  woven  gold  f 

7.  Unthinking  wrefch  !  how  could'it  thou  h'OJK*o 
A  God,  a  fpirit>  with  filth  toyi  as  th< 
Whife  witfrmy  grace  and  iiatu'eson  thytjsu:u« 
Thou  iov'ft  decxit.  and  doit  thy  brother  wrongs 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zea  S 

Thieve*  and  adult 'iters  are  cay  chofou  fricruLi* 

g  Srlentl  waited  with  long- fufPrjag  love  i 
Biit  didftthou  hope  that  I  fliou  d  ne'er  repw*r« 
And  cHeriin  fucli  an  imp'ous  thought  wit! 
That  God  the  nghteous;  would  .indulge  I 
Behold  my  termors  now ;  rcj  ..;  iiader<s  raUj 
Aadlhy  own  crimes  tiiy  guilty  : 

^Sincere,  aw^brtWs  ;y<  *ifel    , 

Awafc  '  •'•  morr^rigmej         , 

C^v  Lfcs  four  croikel*ajt 

Fly  to  the  Saviour  make  tfc  S«4i 

Leglike  a  Lion,  hi=3  laft  vcangeaute  tea* 
Your  trembling  fouis,  aa^  no  deliv'iyfc  arar* 

PS  A  L  M-    L. 
*£hs  I  Jl  Judgment* 

THE  God  or  Glory  fends  tea  fummoii 


PSALM    L  99 

From  Baft  to  If  eft  the  Sovereign  orJeis  fpread 
Through  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  t  end: 
*Tbe  trumpet  founds  ;  bell  trembles  ;  hesv9ni  ej.ices 
Lft  upjotir  beadsiyejaintsi  with  cheerful  voices, 

2  No  more  fnail  atrleiS-smock  his  loni?  delay 
His  vengeance  deeps  no  more  ;  beho!d  the  day  I 
Behold  the  Judge  defcend?,  h's  guards  are  nighs 
Temped:  and  tire  attend  him  down  the  fky  ! 

,*j,  ell ' nutivre Jb+u  adore  bim  » 
Wtnle&nners  tremble,  ja'uzts  rejoice  before  him. 

3  M  Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near  ;  let  all 

things  come 
««  To  hear  ray  iuftice  and  tnc  miner's  doom  ; 
"  But  gather  iiril  my  Qunts  -thejudge  commands 
w  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  fcheirdUtetit 
When  Crtriit  returns fjjake  ezJ 'ry  cheerful  pejfutn. 
And Jb'out>  ye  faint s^  he  comes for jour  falvation* 

4  "  Behold  mv  covenant  ftands  forever  good, 

.  'd  b/th*  Eternal  Sic;  met  in  blood  J 
u  And  figrVd  with  all  their  names  -7  iht  Creek, 

the  Jew, 
"  Who  paid  the  ancient  worflrp,  or  the  new, 
re's  no  diflinclion  here  ;  join  all  your  voice** 
Andraf: your  heads,  yi falntsy for  beaxfh  rejoiles. 

5  "  Here,  (faith  the  Lord)ye  angeis,  fpreadtheir 

thrones, 
«  And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons  : 
«•  Come  my  redeemed,  pof&fs  the  joy  prepared, 
"  E'er  time  be^an  ; 'tis  your  divine  reward 
When  Chrift  returns s  wake  ei'ry  cheerfi.l  pcffion% 
Andfhcui,  ye  Jain's-  he  comes  fir  your  jairujiton* 

P  a  v  s  e  the  fu  ft. 

6  i:  T  am  the  Saviour.  I  thf  !  Imighty  God  ; 

"  I  am  the  Jud^Ci  ye  heav'ns   proclaim  abroad 
"  Myjuft  Eternal  S%'  itence.  and  declare 
**  Thofcawfiiltruthsywhich  Simcr*  dread  to  hear. 
K 


zoo  P  S  A  L  M    t. 

When  God  appears*  all  nature  Jl) all  adcre  him  ; 
While  firmer s  tremble^  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

7  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bol<*l  blafphemer,   and 

61  I  Tow  feel  my  wrath,  nor  c#ll  my  threat'ninga 

vain  ; 
<{  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faints'  attire, 
£*  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
Judgment  proceeds!  bill  trem bLshke&i? n  rejoices! 
JLjft  up  your  heads  *  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices* 

8  •'  Not  for  the  want  of  goats,  or  bullocks  flain' 
"  Do  I. condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain* 
**  Without  the  flamei  of  love  ;  in  v ain-  the  ftore 
<{  Of  brutal  oiFriags    which  were,  mine  before  i 

Earth  is  the  Lord's  aU  nature /hall  ad  we  him  : 
V/hile/nners  tremble  Quints  rejoice  before  him, 

9  V  If  I  were  hungry,  vvou  dl  afk  thee  food  ? 
'•Whencfid  I  thirft,or  drink  thy  bullock's- biood^ 
45  Mire  are  the  tamer  beaftc  and  favage  breed,    * 
Ci  F  Jocks, herd  s^and  Acids.,  and  forreftjs  where  they 

Sfll  is  the -Lord's*  he  rules  the  wide  creation  ;  feed, 
Gives /inner  St  -vengeance  ;  and  the  faints  falvation. 

io  u  Can  I  be  flatter  d  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
*J  Thy  fotemn  djiatt'ringsand  fantaftic  vows ?. 
"  Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftmeuts  to  behold 
*^  Glaring  in  gems,  and  ga>  in  woven  gold  I 
Gods  the  fudge  of  hearts  :  no  fair  difguies 
Car:  fete  en  the  gmlty ,  when  his  vengeance  rifesc 

P  a  u  s  the  fecond, 

ix  "  Unthinking   wretch!   how  cou!d'ft   tho'i 

hope  to  pleafe 
«J  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  theft  I 
*<While,with  mygrace  and  (tatutesohthy  tongue* 
€i  Thou  lov'ft  decett,and  doft  thybrother  wrong* 
Judgment  proceeds! hell  trembles  !  heav*nr*joic?s  ! 
Lift  up  your  beads  }ye  faints  ^  with  cheerful  voices-, 


A  L  M    L\. 

zi  ''*  Tn  ta*n  to  pious  form 

^z  arc  thy  cLofen  liitr.tb ; 

*'  His  hard'-ivci  (bui  DKi 
God u  the  I 

:rten  the  guilty,  when  /<?*• 

13  *•  SLent  1  waittd  with  long^fi 
*«  But  ridit  thou  hope  that  1  frn  a 

.  !  ceri<h  iucn  an  ^p;cus  t 
"  Tnattiu  all  iiOLY  wo  :  an  ? 

judgment  \)roc*?as  c 

14  -Behn  d  my  tcrro' 

foul  : 

"  X  Vsv   like  a  1  car 

*'  Ti  V  bitcd;-  .  I  Ver  rear. 

LijTiif  y  9ur  '  toe 

Et  I PHOH1 

15  Sinners,  ava'  :  ye  roo7s  be  wifi  ; 
Awake,  before  this  dre-adful  moraine 
Change  your  vain  ;huuv".ts,  your  cica 

amend, 

\Then  join-  ye  flints,  <ivcke  >- 

rns,  f.e  cem\     ■   - 

PSALM    LI.  F:?y?  part.  Long  metre. 
A  pemteni  pi.  adir?  ft  r  pardon. 

SHEW  pity.  Lord  !  O  Lord  !  forgive, 
Let  a  rer^nnne  1  ebel  live  ; 

I  ee  ? 
not  a  linner  truA  in  ';. 

crimes  are  gre?.t,  but  ca'at  furpafs 
:ow'r  and  &iory  ol  thy  gn 


PSALM    LT. 

Great  God  !  thy  nature  bath  no  bound  I 
So  let  thy  jiard'tiihg  grace  be  found. 

3  O  ivaflb  my  foul  from  t\'ry  in  ! 

And  make  my  guilty  eonfeieace  e'ean  ; 
Here, on  my  heart,  my  burden  lies  ; 
And  paft  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  l»ps,  with  fharr.e  my  fins  confefs 
Ajainft  thy  law  agamfl  t&y  grtce  ; 
Lord  mould  thv  judgment  grow  fever e, 
I  am  corLdem'fi,  but  thou  art  e'ear. 

5  Should  fuJd^B  venp4r:nceHfe?ze  my  breathj 

pronounce  theejuft  in  death  : 
d,  it  my  foul  v  e.c  fent  to  bell? 

Thy  righteous  ^w  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet,  faye  a  trfcmbHna  (inner ,  Lord, 
V/hof  hope,  fttti  r.-v'rmj  roun  i  thy  word* 
Vv  .u  d  Light  on  fame  fwret  promife  there, 
Some  lure  fupport  again  ft  despair 

P  3  A  L  M  LI.  Ssccvdpart.  Long  metre 

Original  and  octu.lfir.  confejfed. 

LORD.  I  am  vile5,  ccRC-:Vd  in  fin, 
A   4,  born  unholy  and  unclear* 

•.■•■■  ..uiity  fall 
S  his  race  and  taints  us  3ll. 
1  n  -•$  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
of  fin  prow  up  for  oe<  th  ; 
demaiiSs  a  perfect  heart ; 
part, 

[3  Crcrt  God  !  create  my  iTeart  anew, 
And  form"  my  fphir.  pure  -md  true  5 
O  r  if.-  betimes,  to  fpy 

&9  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Be'  old  !  I  -all  before  thy  face.; 
My  only  rsfuge  is  thy  grace 


P  S  A  L  M    LI. 
No  outward  fbi  nae  clean  ! 

hyfop-brai  ricftj 

Nor  runnins-b  flood,  nor  Cc 

Can  warn  the  difma]  R 

one 
ffideflt  to  atone  ; 
.  make  me  v  aw  ! 

No  Jevnfb  type?  coald  cieanfe  me  fo. 

Nor  ficih,  nor  foul,  hath  reft  or  cafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  r  c£, 

And  make  my  broken  bones  rej 

PSALM  LT.     Third f^rt.  Long  metre. 
T^  hc'clJBder  rtjiored  ;  <:;-. 

OTrlOU  !  who  bcar'ft  when  fill 
Though  ail  my  crimes  before  thee  . 
BehoVi  them  not,  with  angry  j 
But  blot  Dok. 

2-  C:  iatufg  pure 

And  *  fo  r  m  m  v  for.  1  j  n  ; 

Let  thy  G  %x  depart, 

Is  o:  pre fence  from  my  h eai  t . 

3  I  cannot  live  witl  :\\U 

Cai>  out  and  banifh'd  fit  hij 

Thine  holy  joys,  my  :re  ; 

And  guaul  me,  that  I  fall  no  n 

iThc  ■■ ' '.it..  Lord, 

His  help  and  c  I  afford  : 

And  :et  a  wretch  come  near  thy  Thrcne 

To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  5 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  K:n?2 

Is  all  the  fachiice  I  brin-  ; 


ire*  PSAL  M    LT 

The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  difpife 
A  broken  he.irt  for  facri  rice. 
6  My  feu1  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thv  dreadftfl  fentence  juft  : 
3LookdowtH  OLord  wit  a  pityina;  eye, 
And  iave  the  foul  condem'd  to  die. 

1  Then  will  I  teac!;  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  mail  learn  thy  Ibv'reign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  mail  praiie  a  pard'ning  God. 

£  O  ra  ly  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Saltation  ihall  be  al>  my  fong  ; 

I :  m  y  p  o w ' r s  ib  ai i  j  » i r ,  t o  blefs 
Tne  Lord  my  fherigtfa  aid  Righttoufnefs.       , 

PUL  M    LT.  Ftrjlpnri.  Com.  metre. 
Original  and  a-lurJ  fin  confefftd  andpafdonetL 

IORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftreft 
^     And  euilt  before  thjr'e  eves  ; 
Agairitt  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace 
ilowhich  my  crimes  arife. 

mid'jt  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  heH, 
And  cruffi  my  fkfn  to  curs 
Heav'n  wotfld  approve  thy  vengeance  well* 
A  nd  earth  mult  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  (lock  of  Adam  came. 
Unhoiy  and  unclean  ; 

AH  my  original  is  fhame, 
And  all  my  nature-  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  gjkiili,  I  drew 
Contagion  with  my  breath, 

Ar«d  as  my  days  advane'd,  I  grew 
Ajufter  prey  for  death. 

5  Clean  fe  roe,  O  Lord  ;  and  cheer  my  foul 
With  thy  forgiving:  love  1 

tQ  make  my  broken  fpirit  whole, 
And. bid  my  pains  remote. 


PS  A  L  M    LI.  Lni.  105 

t  thy  Spirit  quite  dcpait, 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
^Create  an^w  my  "irt, 

fiJl  it  with  thy  grace. 
"  T  -^ake  thy  me-cy  known 

before  the  fo"<s  oi :  men  ; 

Hirers  fhail  addref:  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

PSALM    LT.  S:corJ part.  Com.  metre. 
Repentance  axd  Taltb  in  the  Mood  of  C 

OGOD  or  mercy !  hear  my  call, 
it  remove, 
Break  do»vn  the  feparating  wall 
Wnichbirs  me  from  thy  love. 

a  G:ve  me  the  pi  efence  of  thy  grace? 

~gue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  N")  blood  of  goats  c  Raja 

■-r  atone  : 
The  death  o!  Chrift  mail  iUA  remain 
i    ent  arrd  alone. 

oop-efs'd  with  fin'a  de&rt 
Mv  God  w:!'.  at  e  ; 

A  hurmVe  eroan,  a  broken  heart 
Is  cur  beft  iacrifice. 

PSALM    II II.    Common  metre. 

Vi&ery  mnd  deliver *net  from perfeeiHiorz* 

ARE  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools 
Who  tMis  devour  her  faints  r 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  I 
8  They  mall  be  fciz'd  with  fed  fotirift  ; 
God's  revenging  arm 


so*  PSALM  LV. 

Scatters  the  bones  of  thofe  who  rife 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain,  the  fons  of  fatanboaft 
Of  armies  in  array  : 

When  God  has  firft  defpis'd  their  hoft 
They  fall  an  eafy  pre/. 

4  O  ror  a  word  from  Sion'j  King 
Her  captives  to  reftore  ! 

y^cob,  with  all  his  tribes  fhall  fing, 
*  And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM    LV.    Gommoa  metre. 

Support  for  the  efflified  end  tempted ^-ouh 

0<50D  !  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries* 
Behold  my  Mowing  tears  J 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife. 
An  !  triumph  in  my  rears. 

%  Their  rage  wleve1*d  at  my  life, 

Mv  foul  with  >  uilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife 

To  fh ake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-firings  found j 
I  groan  with  ev>ry  breach  ; 

Horro:  and  fear  htfet  me  round 
;   Among  the  (hades  of  death, 

4  O  were  1  like  a  featherd  dove  ! 
}\nd  innocence  had  wings ; 

I'd'  fly  an:'  make  a  long  remove 
Fro>m  all  thefe  reft <efs  things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 

And  find  a  pe-K\fui  home  ; 
Where  florms  of  malice  never  blow? 
Temptations  never  come. 

$  Va'a  hopes  and  vain  inventions  dll? 
Zo  'fcape  the  rage  of  hell  J 


?  3  A  L  M    LV. 

M'zhty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  lave  me  here  as  well. 

7  B;/  n  .  ht  I'll  feek  his  face, 

n  ion  repeat  my  cry  ; 
The  night  foaM  hear  me  alk  his  grac;, 
ay. 

3  God  Ifaall  prefervemy  foul  from  fear, 

Or  ihiit5  me  when  atT ai d  : 
T j  1 1  I  h  ou fa  1 1  d  an srel s  m  u  ft  appear* 

If  lie  commands  their  aid. 

,9  T  caft  ray  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fiiftainsthenj  all : 
My  courage  reftrtippn  his^rard, 
Thai  (ami  hr/ti  never  fall. 

■t  Mv  high  3  -  he  Tpilb 

riife  ; 

While  en:  men, 

Scarce  live  out  half  lie irda-8. 


P  3  A  L  M    LV.  Sbprt  metre. 

\or.  daily  d&c 

'ieir  wure. 


O  mzefms  pro  fcrvtj  \or.  diily  dcjoti%n  emhuraged' 

LETfinnc  eirewirfe, 

And  chcofe  the  ro;>d  to  death  ; 
fhip  of  my  God 

J'itfpend  my  daily  breath. 

-    adore  fs  his  throne 
VVhen  morning  bring*  the  light  5 
I  feek  h  1 3  b! :  fli  a  p  r  v 'r y  n  oon , 
An  9  )\V3  at  night. 

I  Thou  '*ilt  regard  my  cries, 
Omy  Eternal  God! 

f  fh,  in  furpilfe, 

Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

a,  BecauK  U  at  eafe, 

•ngesfeel, 
itber  Ccar  nor  truft  thy  Nam*3 


*>£  PSALM    LV. 

5  Btll  I;  with  all  my  care?, 

ean  upon  the  Lord  : 
I'll  call  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftaL: 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 

The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  fla: 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

PSALM   LVI. 

Delh  eravcefrcm  opprejjion  and  falftkcod  ;  crf.  * 
God' j  care  of  his  people,  in  atijwer  t$  faith  azd  \ 
prayer,  <i  1 

OTHOU  !  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high. 
And  makes  th' opprtfTorceale, 
Bthoid  how  cnv'ous  j&noers  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

q,  T  e  fons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  : 
But,  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife,  ^ 

My  lelugeis  thy  word. 

3  Tn  God.  moft  holy  juft  and  true? 
I  have  repos  d.my  truft  ; 

2sTor  wi-  I  fear  M  hat  flefli  can  do, 
The  ofr-pring  of  the  duft. 

4  Thty  wreft  my  words  to  mifchief  fiil!, 
Charge  me  with  ur  known  faults; 

Mifchitf  do;h  aUiheii  qepneili  fill, 
And  malice  ail  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcane^  without  thy  frown  i 
Muft  the;r  devices  ftand  ? 

Or  baS  the  haughty  (inner  down, 
And  let  him  know  :hy  hand  ! 

Pause. 

6  God  count?  tbe  fotrdws  of  his  fainti* 
Their  groans  afftct  his  ears :  4 


PSALM  LVII. 

Thou  haft  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
A  bottle  for  my  tears 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 

So  fwift  is  pray'r  to  reach  the  fky 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

8  In  Thcc^Moft  Holy,  juft  and  true, 
I  have  rVpos'dmy  truft; 

Kor  will  I  fear  wha4-  ma?j  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  diift . 

9  Thy  fokmn  vows  are  on  me.  Lord  % 
Thou  fhait  receive  my  praife,  \ 

Fl)  Cu:g.  Ho*wfailhfvl  is  tkj  ivcrd ; 

How  righteous  aU  Uy  <wayt  \ 

go  Thou  haft  fecu.'Vnn  &ui  fremdeath; 

O  fet  thy  pris  nerfret  ! 
Thar  hearr  and  fond  and  life  and  breath, 
j  if  be  empioy'd  for  thee. 

PSALM  LVII.  Long  metre. 
Prrije  for  proteBion.  grace  and  tmtb 

MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
Of  bcundiefs  love  and  grace  unknown ; 
H:de  me  beaeath  thy  fpreading  wings, 

r  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 
^ .  Up.  to  the  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry ; 
The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  ;. 
He  fends  his  angtlsfrom  the  Iky, 
Ind  fave3  me  from  the  threatening  ftonn. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  Gf)dl- 
Abcve  the  beav'nfc  where angeW  dwell  % 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  teh. 

%  My  heart 'is  fix'd  ;my  long  fhali  raifs 
^mortal  honors  to  thy  name  ;4 


1 


tip  PSALM     LVIIL 

Awake,  my  tongue,  tofoundmis  pr.ii 
My  tongue,  the  glory  oi  my  frame. 

5  ifi^h  o'er  the  earth,  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  fky  ; 

His  truth  to  endiefs  year?  remains, 
Wuen  lower  worlds  diiTotve  and    die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

A  bove  the  hcav'ns  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Toy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  rand  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM    LVIII, 

Warning  to  Mag ijl rates. 

TUDGES,  who  ruie  the  world  by  kw:; 
J   Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 

Whch-th'  injar'dpoorbe^oreyou  fta: 
Dare  y<  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
Ai  1  i  lere  ffcai>£  fecuve, 

Wni  e    >Jd  aodgreataefs  bn  be  your  hand*: 

i  Hive  yc .forget,  or  never  knew, 
Tint  God  wihjudjre  the  Judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heav  ns  his  juftice  •  tigns  ; 
Yet.  yon  invade  the  rights  of  G 

And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  confeience  in  your  chains. 

^  \  poifou'd  arrow  is  four  tongue, 
The  arrow  fharp,  the  poffon  ftrong, 

A  >d  death  attends  where  e'er  it  w'ouedi  £ 
Yom  hear  bo  counfelfi  cries  or  tears  : 
go  the  di*af  sd  Aer  flops  hi  r  eirs 

A^aioft  the  pow'r  o':  charming  founds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  Eternal  God, 
^fbofe  teeth  of  lions,  dy'd  in  bond  ; 

4nd  cruih  the  ferpants  in  the  duft  : 

As  empty  duff,  when  whirlwinds  rife, 

-re  the  /weepings  temped  Mies, 

So  let- their  hopes  ajtd  narjass  be  lofk 


PSALM    LX.  ix¥v 

5  Th*  Almighty  thunders  rrom  the  Iky  1 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die  : 

As  hiils  of  mow  dlflolve  and  run, 
Or  Snails  which  perifh  in  their  flime ! 
Qrbirchs  which  come  before  ihsir  time. 

Vain  births,  that  neve)  fee  the  fun  i 

6  Thus  (hall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  atfrrd  ; 

And  all,  who  hear,  mall  join  and  fay 
"Sure  there's  a  God  who  rules  on  high  ; 
"A  God  who  hears  his  children  cry, 
"And  will  their  fufP rings  well  repay." 

PSALM    LX.     Common  metre. 
On  a  day  of humiliation  far  di -appointments  in  WaQ 

LORD,  hail  thou  cafl  New  England qH 
Matt  we  forever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

7,  The  terror  of  one  fro^n  of  thine  \ 

Melts  all  oar  ftrengtfa  atv: 
Like  men  who  to:ter,  drunk  with  wine* 

We  trembiefk  difmay  - 

3  N&y  $nghnd  (hikes  benr atb  thy  ftrokCj 

And  die:.  .id; 

O  heal  th.  m  ball  broke, 

Reftoie  &t  trn.  .  d. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 
For  thofe  ftko  fear  thy  name  : 

Save  thy  b  :h  thy  fnieid, 

And  pa1:  our  foes  to  frame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  "o  the  fight. 
Like  aconfedaa  e  God  : 

la  vain,  confed'rate  powers  unite 
A^ainjft  thy  lifted  rod. 
L 


m*  PSAL  M    LXI.    LXIL 

6  Our  troops  (hall  gain  a  wide  renown, 

By  thine  afii  lling  hand  ; 
'Tis  God  who, treads  the  mighty  down, 

And  makes  the  feeble  ftand. 


P   S  A  L  M    LXI.    Short  metre. 
Safety  in  God* 

WHEN  overwhe'm'd  with  gritf3 
My  heart  within  me  dies, 
HeJpIefe,  and  far  f rem  all  relief* 
To  heav'n  I  lift  my  eyes. 

i  O  lead  me  to  the  Rork 

That's  high  above  my  head  \ 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 

My  {helter  and  my  made* 
j  Within  thy  pretence,  Lord, 

For  ever  ;'il  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  Tower  of  my  defence 

The  refuge  where  I  hide.  n 

4  Thou  giveft  me  the  lot, 

Of  thofe  who  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  end  d's  life  be  their  reward, 

I  lhall  pofiefs  the  fame. 

PSALM    LXIL    Long  metre. 

7fo  irujl  it*   the    creatures  ;  or   Faith  m  Dhin{ 

Gract  and  Power. 

MY  (pint  ?ooks  to  God  alone  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  hi*  'Krone ; 
Ir  ail  raj  fears,  in  ah  fr  y  fn  a:  Is, 

My  foul  on  uis  falvation  waits. 

i  Trufthim  ye  taints  in  aii  your  ways,. 
£:uir  out  your  hearts  befbK  his  face  : 
"When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade^ 
Ged  is  our  aii-lufl§cient  ai& 


PSALM  LXIII. 

Falfe  .ire  the.  men  of  high  degree, 

for  fort  are  vanity  ; 
>aid  in  a  balance,  both  appear: 
Ight  as  a  puff  of  emptfy  air. 

Make  not  increaUng  gpld  your  traft. 
tfor  fet  your  heart  on  glitt'ring  duft  ; 
>Vhy  will  you  gr^fp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
VJttd  not  believe  what  G  okre  ? 

Once  has  His  awful  voice  rieda;  'd, 
Dnce  and  again  my  cars  have  hea  d, 
;    \li  pow'r  is  his  eternal  due ; 
♦  IT.  muft  be  fear'd  and  truficd  too." 

6  Forfofneign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone,  * 
iGrace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Tny  grace  and  jofticc,  mighty  Lord, 
Sha.i  well  divide  our  iafc  reward. 

PSALM    LXIII.  Hrjpart.  Com.  ir 

The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day* 

EARLY,  my  GoJ,  without  delay, 
*  harte  to  leek,  thy  face  : 
My  thirfcy  fpirit  taints  away, 
Without  ihy  cheering  grace. 

a  So  pilgrims,  on  the  fcordung  fand, 

Beneath  a  burning  fey, 
L xig  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand, 

And  they  muft  crink  or  die. 

3  I've  fcen  thy  glsry  asd  thy  row'r, 
Throu-h  ail  thy  temple  (nine  ; 

My  God,  rtpjat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  virion  fo  divine, 

4  Not  all  the  blcflings  of  a  feaft  - 
Can  pkafe  my  ibui  ib  well, 

As  when  ihy  licher  grace  I  tafle^ 
1  in  tr*y  prcfence  dwell. 


xi*.  PSALM  Lxrri, 

5  Not  life  itfelf-  with  ail  her  joys, 
Can  my  beft  paflions  move, 

Or  raife  lo  high  my  cheerful  voice 
A&  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  'till  nylaft  e-xpinng  diy, 
I'}\  bleft  my  God  and  King, 

Thus  wH  I  iif  my  ban  Is  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 

PSALM    LXTJI.  Second  part. Com.  metre* 

Midnight  thoughts  recdllefied 

?ripWA^ih  the  watches  of  the  night 
A      J  thought   aaon  thy  pow>  ; 

I  kept  thy  lovely  facr  in  light 
Amic\ft  the  darkeft  hour . 

St    My  fldh  lay  reftrag  on  my  bed, 

My  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
My  God  I  my  Life  I  my  Hope  1 1  faid, 

Bring  thy    al-vatioi  nigh. 

3  My  spirit  labors  up  thine  hill, 
And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road  : 

But  thy  right  hmd  upholds  me  ftill* 
While  I  purfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  ftrjjt  ches  oV r  my  head 
The  fhadow  ok  thy  vings  : 

2Aj  heart  rejoices  in  th:ne  a;d, 
My  tongue  awakes,  and  lings, 

5  But  the  dcftroyers  of  my  peace 
Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  : 

£The  tempter  {ball  forever  ceafc, 
And  ad  my  fins  be  (lain. 

£  Thy  fword  lhall  give  my  foes  to  death % 

And  lend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth. 

Or  to  the  depths  of  hell. 


[PSALM    LXIII.  ;*; 

PSALM    LXIII.    Long  metre. 

ng  after  Gjd  ;  or,  The  Love  cj  God  better 
than  Lifd. 

GRE  \T  God  i  indulge  ray  r  umb!e  claim  ; 
Thou  art  my  Hep--  my  Joy,  my  Reft  ; 
The  g:ories  which  comprfe  thy  name 
Stand  ail  engagM  to  make  me  bleft. 
a  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Juft  and  Wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  facn  d  ties  ; 
Thy  ion,  thy  itrvant,  bought  with  blood  i 
i  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  iong,  to  thee  I  to 
As  travellers,  in  thitfty  lands, 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

A mdng  thy  faints,  and  fcek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  have  I  Veen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  pow'r  of  ibv'reign  grce. 

5  Not  fiuits,  nor  wines  which  tempi  our  U 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  fenfes  know, 

Could  make  me  fa  divinely  bleft, 
O*' raife  my  cheerful  pamon  foJ 

6  My  fife  ifcfcif,  without  thy  love, 
No  tafte-of  pleafure  could  afford  ; 

?T would  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
VI I  were  ban  ifh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  right, 
When  bufy  cares  afflicl  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreihment  to  my  bed. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  cr  p raife  ; 
Thisjwork  mall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fpend  the  remnant  of  my  day*, 


5ti£>  PSALM    LXIH. 

PSALM    LXIIL    Short   metre. 
Seeking  Gcd. 

MY  God,  permit  my  tongue, 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  * 
Aiid  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 

%  My  thirfty  fainting  foul 

:v  rcy  does  implore  : 
3ST-     I  ravelkrgj  in  defert  iands, 
Caa  pan*  f©r  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches.  Lord, 
I  long  to    find  roy  place, 

Thy  pqw'i  dnd  g.ory  to  behold, 
Anr"  feel  thy  quick' ning  grace, 

4  For,  life,  without  thy  love, 
No  mliih  can  afford  ; 

!No  joy  cm  be  compared  with  this, 
T  3  fei  ve  and  pkafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  T'l  lift  my  hands, 
And  piaifc  thee,  while  I  nve  ; 

Not  all  th:  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pieafure  give. 

6  In  wakefu:  hours  of  night 

I  call    try  God  to  mind  ; 
I  tiink  how  wifj  thy  counfels  are» 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind . 

»  Sineeihou  hafi;  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 

M7  cheerful  hope  relies. 

8  Thefhauowof  thy  wings 

My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ! 
|  follow  where  my  Father  leads* 

And  he  fupports  my  fteps, 


PSALM    LTV.  it; 

PSALM    LXV.    Firft  part.  Long  metre. 

P:  o;:r  pr. iyer  and praife. 

THE  praif?  of  Sson  waits  for  Us 
Mv  God  ;  *ne$  thy  houfe  ; 

There  (hall  thy  faints  tny  glory  fee. 
And  there  perform  their  public  v 

»  O  thou  !  whofe  mercy  bends  the  Ikies, 
To  fave*  when  humble  tinners  pray, 
All  lands  to  thee  (hall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  illandsof  toe  Northern  fea. 

3  Againft  iny  will  my  fins  prevail, 
But  grace  fhali  pur^e  away  their  ib.in  ; 
The  blood  of  Carat  will  never  fail 

To  waih  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Bltft  is  the  man  whom  thou  fhalt  choofc* 
And  give  him  kind  aocefs  to  thee  : 

Give  bitn  a  place  within  thine  houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  love,  divinely  free. 

Pause. 

5  Lef  fcabHftzx  when  Sion  prays  ; 

B  bel  prepare  for  long  idfifli 
When  Sion  s  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terrour  and.  in  rightcoufnefs 

6  With  dreadful  elory  God  fulfils 
What  h;s  aftli^od  faints  requeit ; 

-  And  with  Almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  reft. 
T  Then  flhaH  the  Socking  nations  rwi 
To  Sion9*  bill  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rifing  and  the  letting  fun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

PS  ALM     LXV.     Second -part.  Long  metre. 

Divine  Protudence,  in  air.  earth  and  fea  ;  cr9  The 
md  Grace. 
HE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 
The  groans  of  Sum  mixk'd  with  tears ; 


T 


nS  PSALM    LXV. 

Yet  when  he  comos,  with  kind  dciign«, 
Through  all  the  wayihls  terror  mines, 
a  Oil  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  tne  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
When;  the  Creator's  name  ;s  known 
By  Nature's  feebie  light  a:or.e. 

3  Sailers,  who  travel  o'er  the  fi«od, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fouls  to  l 
When  tempeits  rage-,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  diftance  from  the  ihore. 
$  He  bids  thenoiiy  temceft  csafe, 
He  oalms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 

ien  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  wind,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms,  iliakea   ly  the  ftcrm, 
He  fettles,  in  a  peaceful  form  ; 
Mountains,  eftabliih'd  by  his  hand, 

iFirm  on  their  old  foundations  ftand. 

6  Behold,  his  en£gns  fvveep  the  fky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  lands,  with  fad  iurpriic, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes . 

;  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  tail  and  lead:  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  w 

the  tops  QilVtJlern  hills. 

8  Seafona  and  times  obey  Lis  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the   morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  lb  it  wfth  ihow'rs, 
Laden  with  fruit  and  dreft  with  flow'rs. 

9  ?Tis  from  his  watry  ftores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirfly  ground  fuppiy  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  diipenfe. 

io  The  defart  grows  a  fruitful  field,    ' 
Abundant  fruit  the  vallies  yield  \ 


PSALM    LXV.  H9 

The  vallie*  fhoutwith  cheerful  voice, 
1  ^nd  neighboring  niHs  repeal  their  joys. 
ii  The  paftures  fmi  e.in  green  array, 
Tocre,»ainb*  and  larger  ca:tic  play; 
The  larger  c  s    -imb. 

Each  in  his  fpezks  Thy  Name. 

12    <\  :  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 

O'er  ev'ry  heid  tl  y  gloiics  (hint  ; 

,  appear  ; 
Great  God  !  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  LXV.  firjparti  Common  metre. 
A prajer-behring  God,  and  the  Gentiles,  cjhed* 

PRAISE  .raits  in  Siom  Lrrd,  for  thse, 
There  fha.i  our  vows  be  paid  : 
Thou  baft  an  ear  when  finners  pray, 
A'ii  fleih  ffiiall  leek  thine  aid. 

%  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail  ; 

but  parti 'nin*  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  fldll 

To  conquer  ev'ry  (in. 

3  BiefVd  are  the  men  whom  thou  malt  choofe 
To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 

Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  church  re  quefts, 
Thy  truth  and  terror  intne, 

And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  dtfign. 

5  Thus  fhal!  the  wond'nng-  nations  fee 
The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 

Andeiftant  iflan^s  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  Thy  Name  their  truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 
When  figns  in  heav'n  appear  j 


1*0  PSALM    LXV. 

But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love,  as  well  a*  fear . 

PSALM    LXV.    Second  part.  Com.  metre. 

The  Prftidtnc:  cfGod,  in  air  dearth  andjea  \  or, 

The  bl'jfing  of  rain. 

'HPIS  by  thy  ftrengtht^e  mountains  (land, 

X      God  of  eternal  pow'r  ! 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 

And  temp:fts  ceafe  to  roar. 

i  The  morning  light  and  ev'ning-fhade 

Succeffive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plent'ous  fruits  make  harveft  glad, 

Thy  flow'rs  adorn  trie  fpring. 

3  Seafons  and  times  and  moons  and  hours, 
Heav'n.  earth  and  air  are  thine  ; 

When  plouds  diftii  their  fruitful  ihow'rs, 
The  Aulhor  ;s  Divine. 

4  Thofe  wandering  ciderns  in  the  Iky, 
Bornt  by  the  winds  around, 

With  vt'rytrea^ure^  well  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirfty  riuees  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  aopcar  : 

Thy  wayg  abound  withbieiTings  fliil  ; 
Thy  ^oodnds  crowns  fug  ytar. 

P  S  A  L  M    LXV.  Third  part.  Com.  metre. 

The  Bi effing  of  the  Spring  ;  or>  God  gizef   rain. 

A  Pfaim  for  the  hufbmd-nan. 

GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  lung, 
Who  n\ak?s  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Y  ifits  the  paftui  es  cv  ry  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  2ppear. 

a  Tae  clouds,  like  rivers,  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out  at  thy  command^ 


PSALM        hX\  i;T 

Their  rat'iy  Heffiqgs  from  the  iky, 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  The^o&enM  ridges  of  the  field 
Permit  the  edrn. to  fpring  ; 

The  valiie.-.  rich  proviiion  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  (jflg. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  ev'ry  fide 

v  Rejoice  at  tailing  (how'rs  ;  • 

Trie  meadow?,  drell  in  ati  their  pridd 
ume  the  air  with  Bow/rs. 

5  The  barren  clods  refreuYd  with  rain, 
Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 

The  parched  grounds  look  green  again 
And  raiie  the  reaper's  hop:. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefscrowr.s  \ 
How  bount'ousare  thy  ways ! 

The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs, 
An  J  fhepherds  ihout  thy  praife. 

PAS   L  M    LXVI.    Firjlpart.  Com.  metre. 
governing  Bsvuer  and  gosdnefs  ;   or   our     Crac* 
tried  by  Afflictions  . 

SINOa1!  ye  nation,  to  the  Lord, 
Sing,  with  a  joyful  noife; 
With  melody  of  found,  recoid 

His  honors,  and  you1- joys. 
i  Say  to  the  pow'r  which  fhaies  the  Iky 
i;  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
u  Sinners  before  thy  piefence  fly, 
"  Or,  at  thy  feet  they. bow/' 

[3  Come' Tee  the  wotders  of  our  God; 

How  glo'ous  are  his  wj 
In  Mofes'  hand  he  puis  the  rod, 
Aajidtavcsthe  flighted  feas, 


122  PSALM        LXVI. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry 
-While  I'r'el  pafs'd  .thee flood  ; 

Th'jre  did  the  Church  b- -An  their  joy* 

And  triumph  in  their  God.) 

5  H3  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  might  : 

What  rebel  mortals  riaie 
Provoke  th7  Eternal  to  the  fight. 
And  teir.pt  that  dreadful  war  ! 

6  O  B  el*  our  God,  and  never  ceafe  ! 
Ye  faints,  fu  fit  his  praiie ; 

Me  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways, 

7  Lord,  thou  ha  it  prov'd  cur  fufFring  fouls, 

To  make  our  g racer  (bine  ; 
So  filler  beiirsthe  burning  coals, 
The  mettle  to  refine. 

8  T'^ouuh  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  way*, 
We  march  at  thy  command, 

Led  to  polTefs  the  promis'ci  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM    LXVL     Second  part. 
Prrl'e  to  God  for  hearing  prayer* 

NOW  fhali  my  folemn  vcwsbe  paid 
To  that  Almighty  Pow'r 
Wich heard  the  long  requeues  I  made 
In  my  diftrefsrm  hour* 

%  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 

Come,  ye  who  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell* 

I  fought  his  heav'rdy  aid  : 
He  iav'd  my  funking  foui  from  hdl> 

And  death's  eternal  fhade, 


PSA  £M    LXYI7,  ^ 

4  If  fin  lay  cov<.   M  i.  my  heart, 

!epray*rexnpic  y'c  mj  tcnguef 

Tbe  Lord  had  fbewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  i  his  pr?.: 

5  But    God  (bis  narr.e  be  ever  blefl) 
Has  fet  my  tp  r'v  tree  ; 

Nor  turo'd  from  bin  requeilj 

Nor  tum'd  his  heart  from  me, 

PSALM      LXVU.    Cornmen  metre. 
&ke  Nation7* pfbfpertty*  ana  the  C,  :,rcl  *s  rrttrtaftf 

SfE,  mighty  G 
With  .  race  ; 

Repeal  thy  powYthn 

And  (hew  thy':  ^ 

*z  Amidft.  our  States,  exalted  high, 

Do  thou  our  id, 

And,  Ifkc  a  v  ire* 

Surrour,, 
i  3  When  fhail  thy  p?me.  from  more  to  fhfc 
Sound  ail  the  earth  obroad  ; 
Anddiftant  nations  know  arid  leve 
Their  Sa\iour  and  their  Q 

4  Sing  to  the  Led  ye  refcu'd  States, 
Sing  ioud  ce  ? 

While  thankful  tongues  exalt  nispraife, 
And  grtatfuihi  'ce. 

5  Ke,  the  Great  Lord,  the  Sov "reign  Judg^ 
Whc  fitsesthron'd  above, 

Wifely  commands  the  words  he  made 

In  jud ice  ?.nd  in  Icve, 
4  Earth  fhail  obey  her  Maker's  will, 

And  yield  a  full  increafe  : 
Got  God  wilier  wb  this  cho  en  climc> 

With  fruitfulneis  anc  peace. 


1X4  P  S  X  I^M    LX\ 

7  God,  the  Redctmer^RaLters  round 

His  choictft  nvors  here, 
While  thecreat:or.'oUtrnoit  bound 

Shall  fe?j  a  .tore,  and  fear. 

PSALM    LXYITI.  Fir/}  Part,  Long  met* 
T/kr  Vengeance  and  Compjjtonof God, 

GOD  wittarift  in  alt  his  might, 
Ar.d  put  the  troops  of  b<tfto  d 
As  fmoke,  wir-ch^  ju?hr  to  cloud  the  feies, 
Before  the  riLiig  tempeit  Rie^j 

f*2  He  com. '^.  arr.'yM  in  burnirnr  flames', 
eance  are  his  namts  ; 
lei  expire 
Lik.-  ■  ax  before  the  fire."; 

>H  e  r i  d  e  ers  through  the  Iky ^ 

His  name,  Jehovah,  founds  on  high  i 
Sing  tu  lis  name,  ye  ions  of  zrace  ; 
.'oice  befcre  his 

4  The  widow  as  a  the  fatberlefs 
F  y  *o  his  aid  in  iruro  dlftrcfs  : 
In  him  the  poor  and  n~e1pk£j  rind 

A  Judge.  mor>  iuil  ;  a  Father,  kind. 

5  Hi  breaks    .  -a  beayy  chain* 

fee  :h-  light  again  ; 
lifpute  bis 

.rre-.lin  chains  and  darknef3  flill. 

Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  bdlong  ; 

ationf,  in  your  fong  ; 
BKs  w  irae  and  po.^'rs  rehearfe  ; 

His  honors  fhali  enrich  your  verle . 

'y  Hi  aeav'ns  with  loud  ajarm3; 

How  terrible  is  God,  inarms  ! 


PSALM    facVBL 

i  Ifrf!  ;irc  his  mercies  known, 
•  his  peculiar  throne. 

Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft  ! 
[«'s  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Rcit; 

terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
led  io  the  ttrength  of  cv'ry  faint. 

SAL  MLXVI1I.  Second  part,  Long  metre, 
hiifl's  j'l/cenfion,  and  the  gift  of  the  Spirit. 

r    ORD  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
thoufand  angels  fiii'dthe  fky  : 
-  env'nly  guards arcund  thte  wait, 
■  ariots  to  attend  thy  (Ute. 
|  Not  Shiai  s  mountain  could  appear 
lore  gior'ous  when  the  Lord  w  1    there  ; 

i e  pron ou n c  d  h i 6  drca  d fi i 1  ;a w, 
Lndftruckthe  tribes  with*aw«« 

1  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
Vhen  the  nebell'ous  pow'rs  of  h< 

unci  iou's  had  captive  made) 
Vere  all  in  chains  like  captives  led.  ! 

It  Rais'd,  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 

lie  fent  the  promis  d  Spirit  down 

CVith    gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men. 

That  God  sai*ht  d well  on  tai  th  again .  / 

^ALM  LXVJII.  Thirdpart.  Long  metre. 

Jraife  for  Temporal  hlejfirgs  ;  or,  Commsn  and 

Sp  i  ri  i  ii  ( i  i  m  t  ■  r  si  es 

IT  7^  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft  and  good, 

VV       Who  fiiis  our  hearts  with  joy    and  food - 

pours  his  bleflings  from  the  fkies, 
Vnd  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 

•■  He  fefids  the  fun  his  circuit  round 
To  cheer  the  fiuits  to  war *^he  ground  ; 


rrf  PSALM    LXIX, 

He  bids  the  clouds  with  pient*  us  rain 
Rrtfrdh  the  thirfty  eai 

3  Tis  to  his  care  ve  owe  our  breath, 
And;Jl  our  near  efca^es  from  death  r 
Safety  and  health  to  :ig  ; 

He  heals  the  Weak  aa  ie  itrong. 

4  He  makes  the  '  amt  arid  firmer  prove 
The  com ii i -n  buffing  ve; 
But  the  wide  difif'n  nee  which  remains, 

is  endiefs  joys,  or  endiefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  who  bnifd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  all  the  ferpent's  fe  ad  : 
Thcftubbprn  Finner'i  hbjpc  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lifting  wound. 

6  But  his  right-hand  bisfaintsra.*)!  raife, 
2: rem  the- deep  earth  oi  deeper  feas, 
And  bring;  them  to  his  C   arts  above  ; 
There  malt  they  tafte  his  fpecal  love. 

PSALM    LXIX.    Firjl  Part.  Com.  Metre 
The  fujftrings  ciChrS.fr  ourfalyafioH, 

SAVE  me  O  God  the  f.ve'J  in  i  floods 
•'  Break  in  upon  m;  few 
*<  I  fink,  and  furrows  ead 

"  Like  mighty  v/ar.ers  roll. 

£  "  I  cry  'ciil  all  my  voice  he  gone  ; 

<fc  In  tears  I  tvafte  th  :     ' 
6 '  My  God  !  b*h  ^ingeyes! 

*4  Aid  fhorten   I 

g  "  They  bate  my  f  hout  a  caufe, 

"  Andililtthti)  nuiah     grows 

**  More  4  han  t ; ;  -  -u . .  d  my  head, 

"  And  mighty  are  my  iocs. 

4  "'TwasthenI  p  id  that  dreadful  debt 

"  Which  men  c  ^d  never  pay, 


TLALM    LXIX.  127 

6  gave  thofe  honors  to  thy  iaw,    " 
u  Which  Sinners  took  awsy  M 

5  Thus,  in  the  great Meffiah's «am£| 

The  Royal  Prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  give 9  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  M  Now  ih  ;11  the  fair^  s  rejoice,  and  firwi 
>;  Salvation  in  my  name  ; 

u  Fori  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
fc*  Of  forrow,  pain,  and  ftrame. 

7  u  Grief  life  a  garment  cloth 'd  me  round, 

"  And  fackcloth  was  my  drtf*, 
*-  While  I  procurV  for  naked  fouls 
"  A  robe  of  righteoumefs. 

8  M  Among  my  brethren,  and  the  J«v;, 
c;  I,  like  arranger  flood, 

**  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 

**  Tj  1  near  to  God. 

j  camr,  fn  (infill mortals' (lead, 

"  To  do  my  Father's  will  ; 
u Yet, when  f  deans' d  my  Father's  houfc, 

41 T  JisM  my  zeal, 

ic  "My  failing:  and  my  holy  eroans 

u  Were  made  the  drunkard's  long, 
u  But  God  from  his  celeSial  throne 

*•  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

11  "  Hefavni  me  from  the  dreadful  deep) 

""Noi  let  my  fom\  be  drpwn'd  ; 
■*  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  licking  feet 

**  On  we  i  U  ila biiih *d  ground. 

j%  i:  Twasin  a  moft  accepted  hour 

"  My  pray 'r  arofe  on  high, 
*  And  for  my  lake,  my  God  (liali  her.: 
<  it  Tae  dying  firyiers  ery.  ■  ■ 
M  5 


PS'ALM   LXIX- 
PSAL  M  LXIX.  Second  fart.  Com.  indue* 
"The.  Pafifoti  mid exalt nt'ton  of  Chrift. 

Nletourlips  with  holy  fear 
pica  lire  ling 
The  Sufr*:  .:  High  Prieft. 

The  farrows  of  our  T 
2  He  finks  in  flo  uHftrefs  ; 

How  Sigh  the  praters  life  ! 
While  r.o  hie  heavenly  Firth^rt  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries  ! 

3  "Hear  me  O  Lord  and  fave  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  hide,thy  fhihitjg  face  ; 

C6  Why  mould  thy  faV*r%  look  Uke  erne 
"  Foriaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  "With rage  they  perfecute  the  maw 
"  W,.  y  wound, 

"  Whi:e  for  a  filer  flee  .  pour 
"My  ire  upon  the  ground, 

5  "  They  tread  nary  honor  to  the  duft, 

"  Arid  iaugji  wfeen  }  complain  ; 

«  Th      ffi  .rp  •   •  ;ders  add 

*<  Fr  h  to  my  pain. 

6  "  A    say  reproach  to  thee  ; 
«  T                                     -me  ; 

«  Re  v  ceding  heart, 

<•    Ltidli  ay  name. 

7  "  I    k>W    6  • "  pit  r   but  ia  vain  ; 

«  I  d     or  comfort  round, 

<i  B 

S  "  Witrmue  pek  my  thirft; 

»  T  o-i  ; 

**-.Ajfld   Crjorting^itfrrny    yii^  jrroan^ 
"  They  triumph  in  my  blood." 


PSALM    LXTX  22* 

o  <•'  Shine  into  my  diftrefled  foul : 

"Let  thy  compaifon  five  : 
w  AnH,  tlio'  my  flcfh  fink  down  to  death* 

j -j deem  it  from  the  grave. 

[fiall  arife  to  praife  thy  i-sme, 
«  Sua'  reign  ia  worlds  un  knov  n, 
«  An<  ition,  O  my  God  ! 

«  Shall  f*at  me  on  thy  Throne." 

PSAL  M    LXIX.  fttifct  pert.  Com.  metre. 

Cbrifl's    Obedience  ard  Death  ;  or*  God  g. 
and  finntrsf&vcd 

FATHER.  I  Bug  thy  wond'rous  grace  % 
I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  bought  falvation  for  the  poorj 
And  bore  the  fanner's  fhame. 

%  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high  ; 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
?u  fii'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 

Andfiniih'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  G 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  ioleijin  found, 
Tkan  goat's  or  bullocks'  blosd. 

4  This  (ball  his  humble  f  i'wers  fee, 
Andfet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 

They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bltft. 

-5  Let  hcav'n  an^  all  who  dwell  on  high, . 

To  God  their  voices  raife. 
While  lands  and  feas  affift  the  fky, 
v  And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Sson  is  thine,  MoS  Holy  God 

Thy  Son  (ball  blefs  her  pates  ; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  h^Qod? 

Tor  thins  own  IjrUl  waits, 


ij*  PSALM    LXIX. 

PSALM  LXIX.  Fhrffiart. Long m*tre 
Cbri/Vs  pcijfion 

DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  forrows  of  our  Lord  : 
►Id  the  riling  billows  i 
To  overwhelm  his  righteous  fbul ! 

long  complaints  he  fjxncs  his  breath, 
;  hofts  of  heii,  and  pow'rs 

And  all  the  fons  of  malice 
To  execute  their  curftddign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'rand  love 
Have  made  the  corS  a  bltning  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  fnff'i  i  Son 
Aton'd  for  fins  which  we  haved- 

4  The  pangs  of  our  c  xpirfng  Lot*!. 
The  honor  of  to         .  ir'd  : 

Hi?  ibrrows  maJe  thy  :  j>wn, 

^A  p^id  for  fo- 

5  O,  for  his  fake,  oar  gu lit  forgive, 
Arid  let  the  mourning  tinner  live  ! 

Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  {hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  ;hame. 

E  S  AL  M    OLIX.   %*^  jfcr*.  Loaj  metre- 

Chrin's  sufferings  and  z»aL 

>TPWAS  for  thy  fake,  Eternal  God, 

JL      Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  ioad 
Of  bafe  reproach,  and  fore  difgrace, 
And  ihrime  dehTd  His  {acred  face. 
%  The  J  vju  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Aba  /a  Jie  MAS  who  check'd  their  iin  ; 
While  he  fu 
Theyliate  mm  but  without  a  caufe. 

|l  My  F  .  -oj  otjA 

AfUctftk 


PS  A.L  M    LXXL  itf 

Tx;en,  featuring  all  their  gold  and  brafs, 

He  fcourg'd  I  he  merchants  from  the  place.] 

(4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  bis  God 

Conntm'd  his  life  cxpos'd  his  blood  ; 

Reproaches  At  Thy  Giory  *hrown, 

He  feit  arid  moura'd  them  as  bis  own  ] 

5  His  friends  forfook  hbfol'Vr  rs  JBedl, 

While  foes  and  arms  fun  f 

They  curfe  him  with  iflan  ague, 

The  Judge,  uuj  nil   n  .wrong, 

(>  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  wi -h  blasphemies  ; 
Thty  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tre     ; 
There  hung  the  man  who  dy'dfor  me  I 

7  W  etc-es.  with  hearts  as  hard  as  (tones/ 
Infuit  his  piety  and  groans  ; 
Gall  was  the  food  they  gave-  him  there, 
AndmockVi  His  thirft  with  \inegar.] 

g  Bat-  God  beheld  and  from  his  throne 
M^rks  out  the  men  who  hate  his  Son  : 
T&€  han  4  which-rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
"Shall  pour  the  vengence  on  their  head. 

"PSA  LM  LXXL  Firjl  part.  Com.  metre.* 
The  aged  faint's   refl?8ion  and  hape* 

MY  God, My  everlafting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth  : 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  Q.U  my  youth . 

©  Myflefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  pow'r, 

With  ait  thefe  limbs  of  mine ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 

I've  been  entirely  thine. 
3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feers 

Repeated  ev'ry  ye  ar  $ 


P  S  A  L  M    LX: 

Id  !  my  d  <y-s  vvbJch  yet  remain, 
j  ft  a&  them  to^hy  c 

4  Cad  me  not  off,  when  ftrength  dec 
When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 

An^.i  rcmndnie  let  t'ly  glory  Siine, 
Wheae'er  chy  fer vant  di 

5  Th  n  in  the  hiftVy  of  my  age, 

Wiu'n  mc.i  review  my  days, 

il  r^ao  thy  love  in  ev'iy  page, 
lii  evVy  iine,  thy  praiie. 

PS'A|M  LXXJ.  Second  part.  Com.  metre, 

Oknft  our  ftrength  and  rigktecufnejs. 

MY  Savioguf,  my  AMighty  Fiieiid, 
When  1  begi  n  thy  p  r  a 
\V  ii^re  witi  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grai 
a  Thou  art  my  Everlaftmg  Truft, 

Thy  goc-dnefs  I  adore  ; 
And,  iitice  i  knew  thy  graces  Hrft, 
1  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 

Z  My  feet  fhad  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the^leftial  road. 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength, 

To  fee  my  Father  God, 

4  When  I  am  fid'd  with  fore  riiftreft 

For  feme  furprtfing  fin. 
Til  plead  Thy  per  feet  'tighteoufnefs, 

And  mention  none  but  Thine. 

j  How  will  my  lips  re'oice  to  teU 

The  vici'vies.'  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul  redeemed  from  (in  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  falvation  £ng. 
[6  My  tongue  fhal!  all  the  day  proclaim 
i     My  faviour  and  my  God  } 


rSAL  M    LXXT 

His  death  has  brought  >  fliame, 

And  drown'd  them  m  his  blood; 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  time  iV;  povv'rs  : 

th:s  delijrhtftil 
I'il  entertain  the  darkeft  h< 
Nor  think  the  fealon  Long  ] 

PSALM  LXXI.  Third  part  e  com  rr. 

*Tke  aged  Ckriftian*  sprayer  >md  'org  ;  cr,  O/d  og: 
Death  r- 

GOD  of  my  childhood  youth, 

Thou  guide  of  all  toy  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth* 
And  told  thy  wond'reus  w 

a  Wiktl;  my  hcary  hairs; 

And  art  ? 

Who  (hall  fuit..:  Jng  years, 

If  God,  my  ll r  p .  rt  f 

3  Let  me  thy  poV*  proclaim 
Toth.  fiirviymg  age, 

Ard  lea^e  a  favor  of  thy  i 
When  1  fb.d.q'iit  the  . 

4  The  land  of  fi=er?ce,  and  •  >f  ieatb, 

Attends  my  next  ren  c 
O  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  word  try  love  1 

Pause. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high 
Unfearchabie  thy  d 

Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  &y» 
And  all  mypraife  e«ci 

6  Oft  have  I  ht ;.rd  thy  threat'nings  roafj 
And  oft  endur'd  the  erief ; 

But  when  thy  hand  has^refs'd  roc  fore* 
Thy  grace  was  my  r<  I 


1 56  PSALM  LXXIII. 

PSALM  LXXIII.  Firftparu  Com.  metre. 
AfilBed$ai  its  h vtpp^^and pro;pero usS'mners sw; ed* 

NOW  Frn  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
To  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 
Yet  once  my  foolim  thoughts  re pin'd, 
And  bo/cLr'd  on  dtfpair. 

2-  I  griev'd  to  f  e  the  wicked  thrive, 

And  (poke  with  angry  breath  ; 
€i  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live! 

aHow  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3  "  With  wc:l  fed  ficfh,  and  haughty  eyes* 
"  They  lay  their  fears  to  deep  ; 

**  Againft  theheav'n*  their  flanders  rife  ; 
u  While  faints  in  ft'ence,  weep. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
"  And  cleanfe  my  heart  in  vain  ; 

u  For  i  am  chaften'd  ail  the  day, 
46  The  night  renews  my  pain*" 

5  Yet,  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints* 

J  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
€C  Sure  I  fbali  thus  offend  thy  faints^ 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  ftiil  T  found  my  doubts  too  hard  ; 

The  conflict  too  fevere  ; 
'Till  1  rctir'd  to  fearch  thy  word. 
And  learn  the  fecret  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  glafs, 
Ifaw  the  fin»er?s  feet* 

High  mounted  on  a  fiipp'ry  place, 
Above  a  fkiy  pit. 

3  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaftj, 

'Till,  at  thy  frown,  he  fell  ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 

And  hejiwoke  in  hell. 

9  Lord  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  I 
Hew  tike  a  ttxoughtlsfe  beaft ! 


PSAL  M    LXXIII.  X37 

promis'd  grace, 
U  think  the  wicked  bk 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  fell 

Uoheld  by  pew*!  unkn  \rn  : 
That  blcffed  hand  which  broke  the  foare, 

Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throve. 
PSALM  LXXIII.  Second  part.  Com,  metre. 
God-  our  port  ton  here  and  hereafter* 

GOD.  my  Supporter  and  my  hope. 
My  hetp  forever  near, 
Tnine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  in  defpair 

2  T  y  counfels,  Lord,  (hall  guide  my  feet 
Throueh  this  dark  wilderness  ! 

aid  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n,  without  my  God, 
'TwoHld  be  no  joy  to  □ 

And  earth  is  my  abcr^e, 

I  Ior?g  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke. 
And  fleih  and  heart  ihculd  faint  I 

God  is  my  foul's  Eternal  Rock, 
Tre  ftrtngth  of  ev'ry  faint. 

5  Behold  !  the  finners  w&o  remove 
Far  from  thy  prefence  die  ; 

Xotali  the  idol  gods  they  love, 

Can  fave  them,  when  they  cry. 
6 But,  to  draw  sear  te  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  (hall  found  thy  works  abroad, 

And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM  LXXIIL  Long  metre. 

The  prof  jerity  cffinr.ers  curjed. 

LORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I 
To  mourn  and  murmur,  and  repine, 


;*£S  PSALM  LXXHI. 

To  fee  the  wicked,  p'ac'd  on  high, 
In  pride,  and  robes  of  honor  fnine  ! 

a  Bat  Oh  !  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  5 
Thy  fancluary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flipp'ry  rocks  I  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fciery  billows  roil  below ! 

3  Now.  let  thern  boaft  how  tall  they  rife  2 
I'll  neyer  envy  them  again  : 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eyes, 
-  'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endjtefs  pain. 

4  Their  fency'd  joys  haw  faft  they  flee  ! 
Juit  like  a  dream  when  maa  awakes  \ 
Their  fon£3  of  f  )ittil  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  tneir  plagues, 

5  Now  I  eiVm  thcif  mirth  and  uine 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  bipod  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  Hum  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God  ! 

PSALM  LXXIII.  Short,  metre 
The  myjlery  of  Prcvidevce  unfolded* 

SURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Kor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vies  mav  boaft  aloud, 
And  msn  of  grace  complain. 

»  I  faw  the  wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornful  eyes 

In  robes  of  honor  ihire. 

(3   Pamper  d  with  wanton  cafe 

Their  [iefh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 
Their  wealth  rolls  in,  like  flowing  fcas, 

And  grows  without  their  care,  l 
4 Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 

Which  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  bppreffion  reigns^ 

And  racks  the  humble  poor. 


PSALM    LXXIV,  239 

5  Their  imp'otis  tongues  blafpheme 

it  everiaftinqr  Go.  ; 
Their  milace  blafts  the  good  man's  name 
id  fpreads  its  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I,  with  Mowing  tears, 
Indulged  my  doubi3  *orif§  ; 

*'  Is  there  a  God  who  fees  or  hears 
M  The  thing*  below  the  ikies  :"J 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thoughts 
Held  me  in  hard fufpcnfe, 

*Tiil  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  *  ere  brought 
To  learn  thy  juftice  thence. 

8  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r 
Di  J  my  miftakes  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  (inner's  life  before, 
Bu:  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  fteep 

The  thoughilefs  wretches  go  ! 

And  Oh  !  that  dreadful  firy  deep 

Which  waits  thtir  fall  below  ! 

io  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine, 

PSALM   LXXIV. 
TbvChurch.pltadiag  witbGod  tender  fcreperjt:. 

WILL  God  forever  caft  us  off? 
His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againfl  the  people  of  his  love 
His  little  chofea  flock  ? 

i  TVmk  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
Wi'h  their  Redeemer's  blood ; 

••  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  flood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet  and  march  >n  h-aile3 
&loud  our  ruin  calls  : 

N 


-I4#  PS  A  L  M  .LXXFv\ 

Sec  what;  a  wide   and  fearf&l  wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  walls! 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang 
Tli)  foes  profanely  roar  ; 

Over  thy  ga  tcs  their  Cff%ris  hang, 
Sad  tokens    of  their  pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  feats  of  worfhip  breke  ! 
I  hey  tear  thy  buildings  down  ; 

And  he  who  deals  the  heav'eft  ftroke, 

Procures  the  chief  renown. 
6  With  fiamcs  they  threaten  to  deftrerj 

Thy  children  in  their  neft  ; 
Comejet  us  burn  at  once  f  they  cry^ 

The  temple  and  the  prkft. 

,7  And  ftihto  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  pre  fence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  fig»s  of  pow'r  and  grace, 

Thy  p©w'r  and  grace  dffl  gone. 
3  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  woes* 

But  all  the  Seers  mcurn  ; 
There's  not  a  foul  among  us  knows 

The  time -of  thy  return. 

P  A    u   s   E.^ 

9  How  long,  Eternal  God,  how  long, 

Shall  men  of  pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endiefs  fong, 

And  bear  immortal  fha-me. 
ro  Canil  thou  forever  fif  and  hear 

Thiar:  holy  name  profan'S  ?  . 
And  ftftlthy  j  alowfy  forbear, 

And  ftiil  withhold  thine  hand  ? 
fell  What  ftran?e  d ^liv'rance  haft  thou  fhow& 

In  ages  long  before  ? 
&nd,  now,  no  other  God  we  own  ; 

No  other  Cx*d  adore, 


PSALM    LXXV.  .  i4; 

uvidethe  raging  fez, 
is  might, 
makethy  trii  i'rous  way, 

And  then  fecure  their  flight. 

not  the  world  of  nature  thine? 
The  darknefs  and  the  day? 
Didft  not  thou  bid  the  morning  {bine, 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

Hath  not  thy  povv'r  form'd  ev'ry  coa£, 
And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  dimmer's  Leataiift  winter's  froaft, 
Ih  th&ir  perpetual  rounds,? 

15  Aj>d  mall  the  Tons  sf  earth  and  duft 
That  Sacred  Pow'r  biai'phtme  ? 

Will  not  thy  hand  whioh  form'd  .hem  fufi, 
Avenge  thy  tnjttr'd  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nanr  thou  haft  rnad^t 
And  ail  thy  wori  s  of  love  ; 

Nor  fet  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 
Aod  v.k  Jiy  mou.nny  d 

-zj  Our  foes  would  triumph  i._  cur  blood? 

And  rrukeourhop-  &eirjeft$ 
Plead  l  bine  o-%n  canfe,  Aimighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 

PSALM     LXX 

Power  and government -/ram  God  a.. 
^Applied  co  the  piorlous  revcrtution  in  America^ 

.  Jah  4th,  IT 76. 
rT^  thee,  Moft  Holy,  and  Moft.  High, 

X    To  thee  we  brin?  our  thankful  praife 
9Wiy  works  declare  thy  hand,  isnigh^ 
Thy  works  of  wonder  arid  of  grace. 

ft  America  was  dootn'd  a  (lave, 

Hgr  frame  diftolv'd,  her  fears  were  grea 

Wnen  G  his  Cou*ciI;gave» 

.cuiarsef  the  : 


P  S.AIM    LXXVi. 

Thy  pow'r  receWd  their  own, 
.;  c  by  wholefbroe  laws  ; 
rt  ad  oppt\  Aprs  do-vn, 
'  tfie  n  g  h t e  ou s  c  aufe . 

firmed  fink  their  pri'e* 
'•  fcor.nful  h-ad  ; 
-    1  -■■  >u  Ms  aiide, 

to  hi  ch  (  j  od  hath  made* 

rvtr  come  by  chance, 
ruls  p-omit'in  b'iow  ; 
the     -                i  bn<  a;  vance, 
n  Uo  1    s  another  low. 

kN  )  Vti! 

halt  eh?, 
loci   the 
>haficru 

i  pretence  to  rcy  1  birth 
o'nl  r'-  i  tyrant's  i'rone  ; 
G    a  Soyreisrn  of  the  earth, 
b  ufu'be**s  "  ith  hi:  frown. 

{7  HIc  hat  d  holds  out  the  dreadful  cup 
Of  vent  \tve,  mix'd  vvi.h  various  plagues, 
jkr>J  makes  the  Clicked  drink tHem  up, 
W.  'u  .  oit  and  taite  the  bitter  dregs. 

8  Now  mall  the  Lord  exalt  thejuft, 
And.  while  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  thtir  glory  in  the  duft, 
Our  lis*  fliall  fihg  his  \  raife  aioud.] 
PSALM     LXXVI. 
I'rael  fd^ed-    and'  the   Affyrians*  de!h%oye-d ;    or9 

GoiPs  'vengeance    agmnft  his  enemies  presets 

from  bis  Church, 

IN  Jiidah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
His  name  in  Ijr'el  £reat ; 
Sn  Stf/^wftoodhishoiy  throne, 
And  %lon  was  hiS'feat. 

fz  Among  the  pr^ifes  of  his  faints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  cfiife  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  then  juft  complain 
gahrfi  their  haughty  foss. 


P  S  A  L  M  LXX 

,5  TronrZ/e«  went  Ins  dreadful  word 

And  oroke  the  threatening  lpear, 
The  Bow, the  arrows  and  the  (word, 
And  crufti'd  th  Ajjyr'an  war.; 

■   What  are  t  ■  e  earths  wide  kingdoms  alfe 

But  mighty  bill?  of  prey  ? 
Tae  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  *Twas,  Zioris  kin£  who  ftopp'd  the  bfceat-h 
Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 

The  men  ofnitghktiept  faRindsath, 
And  nc^er  found  tfK  ir  hands. 

6  Kt  thy  rebuke.  O  fcco&'fGo^ 
Both  horle  and  c  tar 'at  fell : 

vWiio  knows  the  ter/oj  s  of  thy  rod  f 

Thy  vengeance  who  can  ted  ? 

7  What  pow'r  can  frand  before  thy  fight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appi  ai 
Ta.  n  hesy!fl  (nines  round  u  j  b  dieadful  light  5 
While  earth  lies  iliii -and  fears. 

-3  Wis  en  God-  in  his  own  fovVei^rn  way 8, 
Comes  down  to  fave  th  oppreiv. 

The  wr.nh  ot  man  fljall  work  his  praifs, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  re  ft. 

[9  Vow  to  the  Lord,  2nd  tribute  brings 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terror  makes  th.e  prou-deft  king, 

And  cues  an  army  down. 

-  .-£•  The  thunder  of  his  fharp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  (hall  feel  : 
For  a  i  hath,  not  forfook, 

BatdwetisinZ^iftilK] 

PULM     LXX  VII.     Virftpari. 
Melancholy  ay  exiting,  and  Hope  ''rev  ailing. 
rTHO  GOD  i  cry  d  with  mounful  voice  $ 
I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 


JU4  PSALM    LXXVIL 

In  the  fad  day,  when  troubles  role, 
a  fiti'd  the  night  wither. 

:  were  mj  cays,  and  dark  m 
refiis'd  relief; 
I  Uvdfignt  on  Goi:  .   and  wife, 

ba:   aoughts  men.  ief. 

3  S  .  oppreft, 

Mv  Goc,  tny  wt  de  my  reft., 

Ai-d  kept  liiine  eyes  a\*.  a  k 

4  r !  5  grew 
''j  Hi  I.tou               ib  dkhtc; 

Trun  I  r  ithi.  n  j ..  w, 

\ri  cak*    thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  J  c&H'd  oack  y.ar.  andancier. 
When  1  beheld 

My  lpim  learch  d  to*  U  crtt  crimes 
Which  might  hy  grace. 

6  I  ca.l'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind 

lieh  i  cj  jwy'    before  : 

And  .viii  the  Loid  no  moie  be  kind  ? 
His  Uce  appear  no  more  f 

7  Wiii  he  fo/evcr  call  me  offf 
His  prom  f  ever  rafi  ? 

Has  He  forgot  his  tender  love  I 

Shaii  anger  ftij]  prevail  ? 

I  forbid  this  hopekfs  thought, 

TLis  dark  d;  fp iiring  frame* 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought^ 

Thy  hand  is  ftlfl  the  fame. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  my  ways; 
d  t*lk  thy  wonders  o'er  ; 
wonders  of  recovVing  grace, 
I  ill  con  d  Le'p  no  more, 
io  Grace  dwells  with  juitice  on  the  throce* 
And  men  who  love  thy  word 


PSALM  LXXVII.  24i 

Have  in  thy  fan&uary  known 
The  counfels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM    LXXVIII.  Stcor.dpart. 

Cwnfort  derive  d  from  chefcnt  proi-idences  ;  cr\ 
Ifrad  deliiered  from  Egypt,  end  brcugbi  u 
CanUL n 

S*    [TOW  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod  \%y    ^ 
LJL     (May  thy  own  children  fay) 

«  The  great;  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God, 
"  Bow  holy  is  his  way  !" 

%  PII  meditate  his  works  of  old  : 

The  king  who  reigns  above,  * 

I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 

And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  houfe  cf  Jofirpb  lie 
With  Egypt's  yoke  oppteft  ; 

Long  he  deiay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft . 

4  The  fens  of  good  old  Jaecb  feem'd 
Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 

Euthis  Almighty  Arm  redeemed 
•The  nation  which  he  shofe. 

5  JfieU  his  people  and  his  fheep, 
Muit  follow  where  he  calls  ; 

He  bade  them  venture  through  the  dce£y 
And-made  the  waves  their  wails. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  Mighty  God ! 
The  waters  faw  thee  come  ! 

Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea  5 
Th>  footfteps  Lord,  unknown  1  / 

Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
rings  thy  mercy  dewn, 


x*5  PSALM    LXXVlir. 

[§  Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  found,  ' 
Through  cloads  and  darknefs  broke  5 

AH  heav'n  in  lighCning  fhone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  (hook, 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  fky  were  hurFd  }- 
How  glor'ous  is  the  Lord  ! 

Sttrprife  anc  trembling  leiz/d  the  world, 
And  humbled  faints  arior  d. 

10  lit  gtive  them  water  from  the  reck  ; 
And  fafe,  by  Mojes7  hand 

Through  a  dry  deiart  led  his  fiock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 

p  S  A  L  M  LXXVIL  Firft  psrf  Com.  met 
Providences  nf  God  recorded  ;  or.  Piofit  edoc&flen 
/Children* 

LET  chi'  ircn  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  perrorm'd  of  old; 
Wuich  i*i  our  younger  years  we  favr, 
And  whicJ*  oar  fdtners  to*d. 

2  He  bids  us  make  h:s  glories  known. 
His  works  of  powY  and  grace  : 

And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  ev'ryrifing  race. 

3  Our  lips  fhaii  tell  tfrem  to  our  fo .. 
And  they  again  to  their's. 

That  venerations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  fhall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
T^eir  hope  fecureiy  Hands, 

That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works 
But  pra&ife  his  commands. 

PSALM  L XXV III.  Seeovdpart.  Com.rnetr 
ifrael's  rebellion  and  punijkm*nts  ;  or,  ffoji 
1  fits  of  God7 s  peop  Iti 


o 


WHAT  a     if  rebellious  hWe 
Was  yocopj.  aiKur.u 


Psalm  lxx vni.  147 

jfilfe  to  their  own  mod  folemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  £race. 

«  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 

AH'idi'i  his  laws  defpiie  ; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 

His  pow'r  be  tore  their  eyes 

3  They  law  the  planus  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  revenging  hand  : 
What  dreadful  tokens  oi  his  ml. 
Spread  e'er  the  ilubborn  land  ! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fczj 
4nd  march  M  in  faiety  thrc 

With  wat'ry  walls  to  suard  their  way, 
'Till  they  had  'icap'd  the  foe. 

j  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark 'd  the  road, 

Gompof'd  or  ihade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  provM  a  fhelt'ring  cloud, 

A  leading  6re  by  night, 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirft  fuppHM 

The  gaining  waters  fell  ; 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
A  conftant  miracle  I 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  Moil  Hi^h, 

And  dar'd  alftruft  his  hand; 
Can  he  with  bread  our  .be/l  fupply, 
A>n:dll  this  it  art  land  ? 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  \ 

His  terrors  ever  (land  orepar'd 

To  vindicate  His  Name., 

PSALM  LXXVill,  Third  Part.  Com.  metre, 

Tbepuni/kment  of  luxury  and   intemperance ;  Qr 
Qbaftifement  and  Salvatioa 

WHEN  I'ret  tins,  the  Lord  reproves, 
Aai  fius  their  hearts  withdreai, 
O 


i*T  PSALM    LXXVIIL 

Yet,  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
And  fends  themheav'nly  bread. 

a  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  hand, 

And  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight-clouds  command 

To  pour  provifion  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  fhow'r. 
Lay  thick  around  their  it  et  ; 

The  corn  of heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  pure, 
As*  though 'twere  angels,  meat. 

4  But  they,  in  murm?ring  language,  faid, 
"  Manna  is  all  our  feaft  ; 

"We  loath  this  light  this  airy  bread  ; 

«  We  mwft  have  fieih  to  ta'fte," 
^Ycjhall  havefiefh  to  pie  a' e  your  Iii/l," 

The  Lord,  in  wrath  reply'd  ;. 
And  fentthem  quails  like  fand  or  duft> 

Heap' d  up  from  iide  to  fide. 

6  He  gave  therr.all  their  own  defire  ; 

Aad  greedy  as  they  fcd9 
His  vengeance  burni  with  fecret  fire, 

And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

jr  When  fome  where  fiain  the  reft  returner 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  : 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn 9d3 

But  foon  fbYgot  their  fears. 

S  Oft  he  chaftis'd  and  ftill  forgave,. 

'Till by  his  gracious  hand, 
The  nation  herefolv'd  to  fave,  = 

PoflefTd  the  promif 'd  land* 

$  S  A  L  M  LXXVULFourtb  FartLon%  metw,- 

Baekjlidlng  andforgi-  enejs  :  or.  Sin  pmijh&d,  ar.d 
Saints  Jai<ed 

GREAT  God  1  how  oft  did  IJr  V  prove 
•  By  turns;  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ? 


PSAL  M    LXXX. 

re  in  a  glafs  our  hWts  may  fee 
How  tickle  and  how  faiftthey  be. 
i  How  loon  the  faithlefs  Jiw*  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  Gcd.had  wrought ! 
Then  ^hey  provoke  him  to  his  fact, 
N<  r  fear-his  pow'r  nor  trull  hi*  grace, 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  ;*ar  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vaiu  ; 

A  .cciou  smirch,  through  unknown  ways, 
Wore  cut  their  itrengtb  and  fpeir-  their  da 

4  Oft  when  ihey  faw  their  brett.ren  flain, 
The    rmmrn*d  and  fought  the  Lord  again  ; 
Cail'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Then/ High  Redeemer;  .and*  their  God. 

5  Their  pray'rs  and  vo\ss  before  him  rife 
As  iiatt'riug  words,  or  lplemn  lies  ; 
Wmle  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Faiie  to  his  cornant  and  his  love. 

.  6  Ttt  d  d his  jot* 7 'sign  grace  forgive 
The  men  whonotdeicrv'u  to  uve ; 
His  anger  oit  away  he  turn'd 
Or  eifc  with  .gentle,  flame  it  bujrnM. 
7  Ht  fa     their  flelh  was  weak  and  frail  $ 
Me  faw  temptations  ftill  prevail  : 
The  Godofy&rdVjlovM  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  huh 

PSALM    'LXXX.    Long    metre* 
The  Chitrctf  s  prayer  under  ajfii&on  ;  or>  The  Fine* 
yprd  of  God  <:v'ijtdd. 

GREAT  Sepherd  of  thine  I/rae!  .; 
Who  did'tt  between  the  cherubsdwell 
And  led  the  tribes  thy  chofen  fhe.ep* 
•through  the  defert  and  ihecc. 


ij«  PSALM    LXXX. 

i  Thy  Church  is  in  the  defart  row  : 
Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  us  through  | 
Turn  us  to  thee  thy  love  re  ft  ore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more  !     . 

3  Great  Gcd  !  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey* 
How  long  mall  we  lament  and  pray  ! 
And  wait,  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ! 

How  long  ihall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  ciiearful  bread, 
'Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  I 
Turn  us  to  thee,  Thy  Love  reftore  ; 

We  Ihall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more  ! 

Pause  I« 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thine  hand& 
A  icvely  -vine  in  Heathen  lands  ? 

Bid  not  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round 
And  heavn'ly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

6  How  did  the  fprcadinj:  branches  fhoet ; 
A:.d  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  i 
But  now  dear  Lord  look  down  and  fee 
¥k&t  mourning*  -vine  that  lo-vely  tree  1 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  halt  thou  laid  her  fences  wade  i 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join  ; 
And  ev'ry  beaft  devours  the  vine . 

3  Return  Almighty  God  return ; 
Ifor  let  the  bleeding  -vineyard  mourn  ; 
^Turn  us  to  thee  ;  thy  love  reftore  ; 
We  fball  be  fav'd  and  Ggh  no  more ! 

P   A    U    S      E   II. 

o  Lord  when  this  vine  in  C&naan  grew* 
Thou  waft  its  ftrength  and  glory  too  ! 
AttackM,  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 
*Tiil  the  fair  branch  of  promise  rofa. 


P  S  A  L  M     LA",OT. 

aRAHCH,  or^ain'd  of  eld  to  fhoct 
irom  D^vius  flock,  from  Jack's  re 
H'mfch  ^  «?©£#  ri»*J  and  We 
Tae  kiitr  branch^  s  c  f  the  tree., 

ii   'Tis  thy  own  son  !  a*  d  H<s  dial!  for.d 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength,  at  thy  right  Land  : 
Thy  first-born  son,  adonrd  and  b.c:t 

pow'r  ar.d  grace  abov^  tLe 
x;  Oh  !  for  his  His  fake,  attend  our  cry  ; 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  eft  they 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  leftoie,  « 

fhalFBe;  fa\r*J  ana  pgh  no  more  1 

?SAL  M    LA'AAT. 

*rke zperpings  g{ God  to  his  People   ;  or   Spiritual 
BleJJl/.gs  u 

SING  to  the  Luj 
And  make  a  joyful noiie  ; 
God  is  our  ftreHgtli,  our  Saviour-God, 
Let  i/r'V/ near  his  voice* 

a  '-From  vii*  kJclatrv 

"  Pre  line  Ay  wo 
'I  am  the  Lord  wko 

"From  24fp7  and  fin. 

3  "Strech  th|  C:'v>s  abroad, 

Ana  i'il  fupply  tV-cmweii  ; 
"  But,  if  von  will  retail  yeur  C 

«  If  XrV/vvi.i  rebel. 

4"  Til  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord 

"To  their  own  rafts  a  pre.y, 
¥  And  let  them  run  the  dang*rous  roa 

14  '  Tis  their  own  chofen  way, 

5  "  Yet,  Oh  !  that  ali 

44  Would  hearken  to  aay  voice  ! 
"  Soon  I  would  cafe  their  ifore  cbmpl 

4;  A^d  bid  their  hearts  rtioiv: 
Da 


?5*        PSALM     LXXXll,      LXXXUjm 

*  "  While  I  deftroy'd  their  foes, 

"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 
f1  And  they  fhould  tafte  the  ftrcam  which  flews 

•*  From  their  Eternal  Rock." 

PSALM    -LXXXll. 

(God  th$  Supreme  Governor  ;  orMagifiratcs  <wamedt 

AMONG  th'  affemblies  of  the  great, 
A  greater  Rukr  takes  his  feat  ; 
f  Ik  god  of  heav'n,  as  Judge,  furveys 
Thofe  gods,  on  eanh  and  all  their  wiys. 

5,  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th'  unrighteous  eaufe 
"When  will  you  once  detend  the  poor 
.That  finer?  ^*ex  the  faints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  \ 
X)ark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go 

Their  nam  *  of  earth!?  gods  is  vain,      b 
for  they  mall  fall  and  die  like  raen. 

4  Arife,  O  L~.rd,  and  let  Thy  Son 
Poflirfs  his  Univerfal  Throne, 

And  rule  the  nations,  with  rrs  rod  ; 
He  is  our  judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM     LJOTXIII. 

A  complaint  againji  Perfecutorsr 

f  A  ND  will  the  God  of  Grace 

Jl\  Perpet'ai  filence  keep  ? 

The  God  of  Juftice  hold  his  peace 

And  let  hi3  vengence  fieep  ? 
2 Behold  !  what  curfed  fnarcs 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread  ! 
The  men  who  hate  Thy  faints  and  the* 

Lift  up  their  threat' ning  head. 
3  A^aiml  thy  hidden  ones 
s    Their  counfeis  they  employ, 


PSALM    LXXXIY.  153 

And  malice,  with  1  a  -  ratch&u  eye, 
Pu.fues  them,  t: 

4  The  nobieand  the  b 
into  thy  paitures  e3p  : 

The  lion  an 

Confpire  to  vex  ihy  fheep. 

5  "Come.  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"  To  ro^t  them  from  the  ground  ; 
•£Tai  not  fche  name  .-  r  faints  rv 
"Nor  mem'ry  /hah  bt-  Foui 

6  Almiphtj  God  awakes, 

A  nci  calls  his  wrath  to  mind  ; 
Gives  them,  like  fo reft 3 to  the  fire, 
Or  ftubble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  marmrf>,Lord, 
And  make  them  fe*-u  Thy  name  ; 

Or  elfe.tbur  ftubb^rn  rw  confound, 

That  they  may  d;e  in  fhame. 
€  Then  fh  II  the  Rations  know 

(That  glojr'oaa  dreadful  word) 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  a7one, 

And  Ihou  the  fcv'rekn  Lord. 

PSALM    LXXXIY     tfcjpm. 
The  pit a jure  of  Public  Wbrjtiif. 

HOW  pleafant.  how  divinely  farr, 
O  Lorctofhofis,  thy  dweUingsare  ! 
With  long  dcfiremy  fpirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  aflfemblies  oi  thy  faints. 

*  My  nV{h  would  reft  in  thine  abode  ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  kittg  !  why  ifhould  I  be 
£0  f?.r  from  ail  m7  Joy?,  and  Thee  I 
3  Theipnrrow  choofes  where  to  reft, 
■  r  young  provides  a  neft  * 


*54  PS  A  L  M    LXXXI-V. 

3$ut,  will  my  God  to  iparrows  grant 
Tha  pltafure,  which  his  children  want  I 

4  *:eft  are  the  fainta  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefty  ; 
Thy  bri-hteft  glorhs  fhine  above-, 
And  ail  their  work  is  praiie  and  love. 

5  Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  -find  a  place 
Within  the  fempie.  of  try -Grace  ; 
There  they  "behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
&nd  feek  thy  face,  and  iearn  thy  praife, 

£  Bieft  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
Ci-od  is  thtir  ftrength  :  and,  through  the  roa£, 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

7Chearfu 'v  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength  ; 
'Ti'l  ail  ih all  meet  in  hea-v'n.  at  length  ; 
'Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobkr  woifhip  there. 

PSALM  LXXXIV.  Seccnd fart. long  metre, 
God  and  his  Church  ;  or,  Grace  and  Glory* 

GREAT  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  fiagj 
The  joy  which  from  thy  preience  fprings  ^ 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee,  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

z  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaner!;  place 
Within  Thy  Houfe,  O  God  of  grace  ! 

Not  tents  of  ea/e,  nor  ihrqnes  ofpow'r, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door* 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  ihield  1  he  guards  our  way. 
From  all  th»  afiaults  of  hVll  ajad  fin  ; 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

a  AW  needful  grace  will  God  bellow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  toe,  j 


PSALM    LXXXw.  jS5 

He  g.<  and  with-boMs 

No  reii  good  from  upright  fouis. 

5  O  God,  our  King  whofe  fov'reign  fway, 

glorious  h'jfts  of  heav'n  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  pcejfftte  flee?  ; 
Eleft  is  the  ina*  who  trufts  in  thee. 

PSALM     LXXXIV.  Parapkraled. 
peligkt  in  Ordinances  »/  IVnrJhip  ;  or>  God  prefent 
in  His  Churches* 

MY  foul  how  lovdyis  the  place 
To  which  ihyGori  re  forts  ! 
'Tis  heav'a  to  fee  his  fmilin^  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

a  There  the  Great  M  anarch  of  the  fkies 
His  laving  pow'rdifplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  aui  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifrs  the  Heav'nly  Dove 
Defcends  and  fills  the  place, 

While  Ghri ft  reveals  his  wend 'rotis  love, 
And  iheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There  Mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 
The  fccre'tFof  thy  will ; 

Still  we  will  feck  thy  mercy  there, 
And  ling  thy  praifes  ftiil. 

5  My  heart  and  fiefh  cry  out  for  thee* 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  r 

^  The  fparrow  builds  herfelf  a  ncft, 
And  fuffers  no  remove  ; 
O  make  me  like  the  the  fparrow  bleft, 
To  dwell  but  where  1  love  i 


,56  PSALM     LXXXIV 

?  T  -fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

Ai  d  near  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 

£mploy'd  in  carnal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  thremold-I  would  wait, 

Wh'le  Jeius  is  within, 
Rather  than  fin  a  throne  of  ftate, 
.Or  live  in  tents  of  iin  ! 

9  Could  I  command  the  paeious  land. 
And  the  mort  bound!?;*  jeay 

jgorone  Slejl  our  at  Thy  Right  Har.d, 
I'd  give  them  hotbaway. 

PSUM     LXXXW, 
Longing  for    the  houje  oj  Gog 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love 
Thy  earthly  tempies  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afphes, 
With  warm  'it fires, 
to  fee  my  God. 

a  The  fparrow  for  her  young 
With  plealure  leeks  a  Reft  , 
.And  wand'ring  fwailows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  reft. 

My  fpirit  faint  s, 

W  ith  equal  zeal, 

To  rife,  and  dwell 

Among  thy  faints' 
3  O  happy  fouls !  who  pray 
Where  God-appoints  to  hear  1 
O  happy  nun  !  who  pay 
Their  con£ant  fervice  there  1 

They  praife  thee  (till  * 

And.happy  they 


FSALM    LX.YXiv.  *57 

Who  love  the  wa;% 
To  ZWjhill. 

4  They  go  from  ffrength  f  o  fcrength 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length., 
'Ti'l  tach  in  he^v'n  appears : 

0  gl  Vous  feSfc, 
When  God  our  King 
Sh*H  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  ! 

Pause, 

5  To  fpe  n  d  one  fie  red  day 
Where  God  and  faints  abide*- 
ArTords  diviner  joy 

Than  thbufand  ■  days  befide  : ' 
Where  God  reforts, 

1  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door, 
Than  fhi  a  e  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  Lisht  and  our  Defence  r* 

ft  >ii*ts  his  hands  are  filled, 

We  draw  our  b^fTings  thence  : 

He  (hall  beft  nv, 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace, 

And  glory  too. 

The  Lord  his  people  loves  ;' 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
prom  thofe  his  hcajt  approver  $-- 
Bt  >mpure  and  pious  fouis  ;  - 

Thrice  happv  he, 

O  God  of  hofts, 

Whofefpirit  traits,  \ 

Alone;  in  thee- 


j53  PSALM    tXXXV, 

PS^LM  LXXXV>   Fuji  part  tong^lrt^ 
Waiting  for  ananfwer  to  prayer  ;  or,   DeilverancS 
begun  ar.d  completed. 

LORD,  thou  haft  caif'd  thy  grace  to  mind  $ 
Thou  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  : 
So  God  forgave,  when  7/>V/finn»J 
And  brought  hiawand'ring  captives  bo  me-, 

-2  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  make  thy  fiereeft  wrath  abate  : 
Now,  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  theet 
And  thy  fa  I  vation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces  Lcrd, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  trk?e  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth  fulfil  thy  word  ; 
We  wait  for  praiieto  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wrait  to  hear  wv- at  God  will  fay ; 
He'ii  fpeak  and  give  hid  people  peace  ; 
But  let  them  ran  no  more  afcray, 
Left  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

PSALM  LXXXY,  Setondptrt  Long  metre* 
Salvation  by  Chrjfli 

SALVA.  XTON  is  forever  nigh 
Tne  fouls  who  fear  an -\  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace  defcending  from  on  high, 
I  jeih  hopes  of  glory  (hall  afford* 
i  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 
Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  fromheav'o 
By  hia  obed'ence  fo  complete, 
Jnftioe  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  giv'n. 

-  Now  truth  and  honor  fliall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  ag-.in, 
And  heavn'ly  infl'enceblefs  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before* 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  > 


ps  A I  m  lx:~  rr.    159 

Cm  \*u n 0  Vftg  fee t  (ha  n  ore, 

But  rrkirk  his  fte;  the  io.id, 

PSALM    T.XXXYT. 

A  the  p nncfcs,  earthly  jods, 

pow'r  divine  ; 

.  *re  '.heir  works  iike  thine. 

nations,  Thou  haft  made,  ihaVi v 
i  Thv  Throne  ; 
-nd'rousthingr, 
For 

holy  feet  5 

T;-ach  me 

tbo>ichrs  unite 
la  God  ray  Fa  :U.\ 

4  G  nercy,  and  my  foag 

fell, 
1  by  thy  rt  ioui 

Rofc  from  the  detps  of  Lcil- 

F  S  A  L  M  LXXXVIT. 

The  Church  phi  birib-phice  of  the  'hints  ;  or.Jeivj 

I  Han  Curcom 

G.lv  terhpie,  'ays 
Foiin<  •  his  heavnly  praife  ; 

*eil, 
But,  ftiil  in  %ion  loves  to  dwell. 
3  rrurcy  vlfit?  ev'ry  houfe 
it  pays  its  Bight  ai  n  r-vows ; 

ikes  a  mo  t  rieliehtfuijtay 
VS  hci  .:  meet  top  :-ay. 

?  W;  b  d  of  old  i 

sue  of  ZttWB  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  cur  Gc  d  re  ovr, 
Thy  &bjc  -  and  E&ft  know**.    ' 


*6o  PSALM    LXXXIX, 

4 Egypt  and  Tyr?  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  : 
Angels  md  men  fhai)  join,  to  fing 
The  Hill  where  Living  Waters  fpring, 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft account 
Of  natives,  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear 
As  one  new-born  or  nouriuVd  there. 

PSAL  M  LXXXIX.  Firjlfirf  Long,  met. 

The  Covenant  made  with  Gbrift ;  or,  The  trv? 
Da- LI.       • 

FOR  ever  {hall  my  fong  record 
The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  : 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  Hand, 
Lilts  heav'n,  eftablinYd  by  his  hand, 
a  Thus,  to  His  Son,  he  fware,and  faid, 
«  With  thee  my  cov'nant  firft  is  made  : 
«  In  thee  fhall  dying  finnerslive  ; 
*'  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet, thou  my  prieftj 

M  Thy  children  fhaii  be  ever  bleft  : 

"  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  ;  thy  throne 

"Shall  ftand  eternal,  like  my  own. 

4-  "  There's  none  of  all  my  ions  abov^: 

u  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ; 

"  CelefrialpoVrs  thy  fubjecli  ire, 

44  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  :'' 

5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe 
To  guard  my  flock,  to  cru(h  my  foes, 

«f  (And  rais'd  him  to  the  Je~jjifb  throne)- 
"  Was  but  a  fhadow  of  My  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fmgs 
JeCus  her  Saviour,  and  her  Kin?  I 
Angels  his  heavn'ly  wonders  fhow  \ 
Asid  faints  declare  hi^  works  below  I 


PSAL  M    ttXX\X  t6t 

3P  S  A  L  xM  LXXX1X.  Fir/}  pari,  Com  metre, 
Tbejaitbfuin^s  ofCcd. 

MY  never  ceafing  longs  in  ail  fliow 
The  mercis  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  a«<es  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word.  • 

%  The  Sacred  truths  his  tips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  hcaV»n  endure  : 
And  if  he  -speak  a  promife  once, 
Th' eternal  grace  is  fure. 

3  How  lor.  g  the  race  of  David  \\t\& 

The  promis'd  Je<wi/h  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  cov'ntnt  feal'd 

To  David's   Greater  Son. 

feed  forever  fh*H  poflefs 
Thethroi  hefkies; 

The  mean eft  fubjeel  or  his  gr^ce 
Shall  to  that  gloryrife. 

5  Lord  God  of  Kofts  thy  wond'reus  ways 

Are  fang  by  faints  above, 
And  faints   on  earth  their  honors raife 
^    To  thy  unchanging  love. 

PSAL  WLXXXIX.  Second  part..  Com.  metre, 
Ihe  power  and  majejty  oj  God  j  or,  Reverential 
rjj or/hip. 

WITH  rev'rence,  iet  the  faints  appear 
And  bow  before  the  Lord  r 
Hii  nigh  comrrands  with  rev'rence  hear, 

And  tremble  at  Lis  word. 
3.  Hew  terrible  thy  glories  b:  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  mine  : 
Where  it  the  pw'r  w.-.ich  vies  with  thee  \ 
Or  truth  con  par'dto  taine  I 

| The  Northern  p$lc,  ard  Scutlernrtft 
-©n  thy  iipporting  hand  ^ 


i6z  PSALM    LXXXiX. 

Darknefsand  day.  from  Eafi  to  IV Jl, 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  controu!^ 

find  ru  e  tht  boift'u  usdetfp  ! 
Thou  mak'it  the  flceping  billows  roll, 
The  roUin^  bUJowl  ileep. 

5  Heav'rt  earth  *nd  air  an; I  fca  are  thine, 
And  thf  dark  wordof  hrii  ! 

How  did  thine  arm  in  veneemee  mine 
'    When  Egypt  dm  il  rebel  I 

6  Juftice  and  jud.-.me^t  are  thy  throne; 
Yet  wond'rous  U  tny  grace  ; 

5Vhj;e  truth  and  mercy  j oiu'din  one, 
invite  us  near  thy  face. 

PSALM  LXXXLX.    Third  parU 

%be  bit  [Ted  Gujpei. 

BLEST  are  the  fouls  wWhear  ard  know 
The  gofpel's  joyful  found  ; 
)peace  mail  attend  the  paths  they  30, 

And  light  their  fteps  around.     < 
a  Their  joy  (hail  bear  their  fpirits  u^ 
Through  their  tktd€ttt\t*f%  itatfie  ; 
His  rightecufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  caVes  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  faiyation  g;vcs  ; 
J  ret  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
"  Thy  God  forever  lives  ■ 

PSA  IsyiLXXXXX.Fourth  PartCvm.m«tre» 

Ckrijfs  mediatorial  Kingdom  !  or9  His  Divine  and 
Human  naiwe. 
JEAR  what  fie  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 
\  Jl   4nd  made  his  mercy  known  . 
£  Sinners,  behold  !  your  hcip -is  laid 
'"  On  my  Almigty  Son.  " 


?  S  A  L  M    XJrX&X,  165 

5  Beh  0 Id  r  1 : 1  man  try  wi fd err*  chofe 
Among  your  mortal  .  a 

Ifcs  he*}  my  holy  oil  o'ei  flows, 

Tac  Spint  of  my  grace. 

3  liigh  fh  on  David* s  threnc. 
My  r                  tUT  King; 

My  a  a*  his  rivais  down, 

And  ftill  tfew  fubjc&f  bring 

4  My  fritti  mill  ^usrd  birr.  in  his  way, 

rcy  by  his. fide  ; 
v  name  through  earth  andiei, 
He  foaji  in  trhimpn  ride. 

*  Me  for  hie  rather  and  his  God, 
He  fhau  forever  own  ; 

me  bis  Rock,  h\c.  H'eh  /*  bode, 
And  I'll  fupport  My  Son, 

6  My  ^y'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  ban  a  (hail  fit  ; 

Jkneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  Monarcas?at  his  feet. 

:  My  cevenairt  ftknds  forever  faft ; 
My  prorniits  are  ftron?  ; 

as  the  heav'rshis  Throne  fhali  laft, 
HifiAed  endure  as  long. 

P  S  A  L  M  LXXXIX.  Tift). :  partCom.metre. 

The  Covenant  of  Grace    unchangeable  ;  or^  djflti- 

tion  qvitbout  Rejeflisr:. 

YET  ( faith  the  Lor-  )if  Uar-i^j  race, 
The  children  of  my  Son, 
Sitould  break  my  law?  abuie  my  ^race, 
And  tempt  my  anger  down. 

1  Their  gat  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
An!  make  t'  c-ir  folly  fmart  ; 

•  But  Til  not  ceafe  to  he  their  God  J 
Nor  frott  cljr  truth  d-p^rt. 
P  t 


H  P  S  A  L  M    LXXX\X, 

a  My  covenant  I  will  n>  cr 

But  keep  my  ^racc  sn  min 
And  what  Eternal  Lt  ve  h.  ; 

Etcrnai Tin::,  ihau  ; 

4  Once  have  I  Lorn  (I  need  no  mors) 
And  pledg'  "  fir 

To  feal  the  facrw 

To  D:--i<ui raid  his  iaj  >. 

5  Th-  San  (haii  fee  hib  offspring  rife, 
A  nd  fp  read  f  r  c i  m  fe  a  t o  fc  a  ; 

|Long  asjie  tr w  .he  fklcs 

To  give  the  nations  d  y. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon     Lich  rules  the  nLht, 

H*hs  kinedorn  mail  en<  lire  ; 

7  Till  tttfiz'd  laws  of  fiiade 

Snail  be  bbforv'd  u®  more. 

PSALM  LXXX'X*  Slxth/ori  Long  met. 
Hope* 
A    Funtrai    Pia  m. 

II  EHEMBER,  Lord  cur  mortal  ftate. 
\-  How  trail  cur  hL:  hu  »v  iho:  t  the  uate  ! 
Where  is  the  man  whodraws  h  s  breath 
v^ic  from  oifeaie,  fcc*2*e  ir&m  death  2 

2 Lord  vv  f-ile  we  lee  whole  xiatk  M  die. 
Our  Meih  aihi  ienle  I  e  :vy% 

"  Muft  death  io  md  re'gn  ) 

4i  Or  bait  tijoujnady  maris  ua?" 

3  Where  is  thy  promiie  tothejuft? 
Are  not  thy  fervants  turn'd  to  t  ufl  ? 
But  fclith  forbids  tfrele  rfw  ^rnfui  Ucho, 
Anci  iees  tie  fleecing  ou.:c  ariic; 

4  Tnat  glor\itis  hour,  that  dreadful  day 

Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
/.id  clears  the  honor  of  thy  w<  . .» ! 
&> •— ^-  oai  (Suit)  an*  bkiti  tLc  L'jrd. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.    XC,         165 
P  S  A  L  MLXOTIX  Loft  part. 
Life,  D:  to  ar.d  the  R?  ur  reef  ion.  * 
nn::  bty  G>  d.  on  feebk  man, 

X  •  >urs)    how  fpaa 

cradie  to  the  grav^  ! 
"Who  can  fc<  ure  hi\  vi:ai  breath, 
if  death  ; 
pqw^r  to  favt  f 

c  L  rd  ';  - 

*'•  T  '-de 

*%  T  -  duft  ?•" 

Art  no 

Sent  tOt':: 

Lo  d 

A«d  a  y  crown^ 

B.it  rkih  -  oak: 

'  1  Word, 
Aid  hnd  a  refti 

4  F  >rever  biefled  be  : 

V"..  1  ard 

For  -Li  ; 

Let 
Join  J  o  pr  1  ••  ond'rons  love, 

And 

PSALM   XC.    Lc: 

A  mournful  foag  at  a  fan 

TORGLiev7;  raalGod, 

Thou  art  our  te  ; 

High  wis  thy 
Or  earth  thy  huinbte 

a  Long  h_:  1 

O;  duft  f  m'd  to  a  da 


tf>6  P  S  A  L  M    XC. 

And  Ion?:  thy  kingdom  fball  endure 
When  earth  and  time  fhail  be  no  more. 

3  But  mam  weak  man  is  born  to  die  ; 
Mide  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence  Lord  was  juft, 
Return,  ye  /infers  to  your  daft. 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarceto  adayin  thine  account ; 
X,ike  yefterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  laitwstch  of  ending  imfnt.] 

P  A   u   s  E; 

5  Deafhtikean  overflowing  ft  rears*, 
S -.veeps  us  away  :  our  life's  a  dream  : 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  mornitlg  fiow'r, 
Cat  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour  : 

6  [Oar  age  to  ft.vV.ty  years  is  fct! 

How  ihort  the  term  !  how  frail  the  ftite  I 

And  if  roei  ^hty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  fij'n  and  groan  than  live^ 

7  "But  Oh  !  how  oft  thy  with  appears, 
Am\  cuts  off  our  expect  d  years  ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dreauj  * 
We  fear  that  pow'r  which  trrikes  usdsad.'; 

8  Teach  us  O  Lord  how  ft-ail  is  man  i 
/%nd  kindly  'lengthen  out  our  fpan, 
yTi!l  a  wife  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die  and  dwell  vrith  th?e. 

PSALM    JTC.      F.rfl  Part.  Com.  ttet# 
Man.fr  all.     God\  eternal. 

OUR  Gcd:  our  help  in  ages  paft, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  inciter  from  the  flormy  biaffc, 
And  our  eternal  home  ■ 

s  Under  the  fhadow  of  thy  throng, 
Thy  faints  have  dwelt  iecwv  i 


PSALM    XC.  l#t. 

i  arm  ajone, 
AjcI  our  defence  is  I 

2  B  fore  the  hills  ?n  order  ftood* 

0;ear'h  received  her  frame. 
From  evcrlaiting  thou  art  God, 

To  endltfs  >ears  :he  lame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  fkfh  toduft, 
Rctsirnje  Swu  vfincn  ; 

Ah  nations  role  mm  earth  at  rlrft, 
And  turn  t©  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  gg  light 
Are  like  a»  evening  gone  ; 

Short  as  the  yatch  which  ends  the  n: 
Before  the  Rifmg  fun. 

6  .The  bufy  tribes  of  fkfh  and  blood, 
Wi  h  al  the  r  lives  ar.d  ca 

Are  carryM  dov7nwards  by  the  flood, 
A:;dlof.  in  fr.liVing  years. 

j  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ft  re  am, 

Bears  all  its  fons  aw%y  ; 
They  My,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 
%  Like  flow'ry  Melds  the  nations  fted, 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  fcgkt  ; 
The  fL»w'rs  beneath  the  mowerVhand, 
Tie  withering  e'er  ':i$  night] 

9  Our  Gcd,  our  help  ina?es  pair, 

Our  hope  tor  years  co  come  ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  trembles  la:". > 

And  our  eternal  home. 

P  S  A  L  M    XCc     Second  part. 

Jr.f.rv.hies  end  mortality  tbeeffe&  of  fin  ;  orLtfs, 
aid  age.,  and  -preparation  for  Be 

LORD,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  fatflts, 
And  juftice  grow  lev  ere, 


nm  PSALM    XC 

Thy  f'readfu?  wrath  exceeds  our  thought! 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

»  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  tc  dull : 

By  one  oiFence  to  thee, 
JHqm^wiXh  £il  his  fons, have  loft 

Their  immortality. 

3  Life,)ihe  a  vain  amufement,  flies, 
A  fable  or  a  fong  : 

By  fwift  deg^JHes  our  nature  dies, 
JNor  can  our  joys  bt  long-. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whole  days  amount 
To  +iretico7€  years  ana  ten  ; 

And  allfoeyonc  that  ihoir.  account 
h  ibrrow.  toil,  and  pain. 

3  [Our  vita  s,  wlch  kbor'ous  ftrife, 

Bear  up  "he  cra^y  toad  : 
Aad  orag  thole  poor -remains  of  life 

Aio:.t>  the  tirefome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  t-y^ove. 
Aiid  not  ihy  wrath  aione  : 

O  let  our  fvvec-'  exptr'ence  prove 
Tne  mercies  of  thy  throne  ! 

7  Our  fous  would  ?carc  thehe^v'nly  art 
T7  imp  ovc  the  hours  we  have  ; 

That  we  n  ay  a£  the  wiferpart, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

PSALM  XC.  Third  Part. 

Braafhtng  after  Heaven. 

RETURN   O  Croo  of  love,  return  \ 
Isartto  fca  tirefcrne  place  ; 
liow  ^ong  (hail  we,  thy  chilcrm  mourn 

Our  hbfencc  from  thy  iice  ? 
2  Let  heav'n  fuccee:!  our  painful  years  : 

Let  fin  and  fcrrowceaie: 
Ltt  mercy  #ip£  Rway  our  tears, 
And  make  cur  joys  increafe. 


PSALM    XC  XCL  H» 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  fhow  5 

Make  Thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Taen  ihal-  our  ibulsthy  glory  know, 
/xnd  o  *n\  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Ti*en  (hall  we  Quae,  before  thy  throne* 
In  a  i  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 

And  the  pporfervice  we  have  done 
Meet  undeferv'd  reward, 

PS  A  L  M  XC.  Short  metre, 
Tibs  frailty  andfaorimfs  cf  Lf*~ 

LORD,  what  i  feeble  piece 
Is  this  OCT  mortai  frame  ! 
Our  iife,  how  poor  a  tii£s  t«s. 

Which  fcarce  defciws  the  name  ! 
a  Alas  the  brittle  t lay 

Which  built  our  body  firf^  ! 
And  ev'ry  fnenthf  and  ev'ry  day 
'Tis  mould*,  mg  back  to  dufiL 

3  Our  moment?  fly  a  pace, 
Nor  will  our  minutes  ftay  ; 

Tuft  like  a  flood,  our  tufty  days 
Art  fwetpuig  us  away. 

4  Wtlt,  if  our  days  awift  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  c»d  in  tiphtr 

We'll  fpend  them  alt  in  wifdrjm's  way, 
And  let  them  fp<;ed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  focner  o'er 

This  life's  tempeft'ous  fea  : 
/Soon  we  (hail  reach  the  peaceful  more 
Of  y eft  eternity. 

PSALM  XCl.  Firflpart.  Lonj  mcU* 

S  f"ty  in  public  dhea  ej  and  danger** 
E  T*io  hat  I:  made  his  refuge,  God, 
Shall  find  a  moil  iVcuvc  abode  ft 


H 


*7o  PS'AL  M    XCT. 

Sha'lwalk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade. 
And  there  at  nigh4-,  fhali  ?eit  his  head; 

a  Then  will  r  fay, «c  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
44  Sriail  be  my  fort  re  fs  and  my  tow'r ; 
"  I,  who  am  form'd  ot  feeble  duft, 
64  Make  thine  Almighty  arm  my  truft/JJ 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  rare 
Shah  keep  me  from  the  fowler's  fnare  I 
Satan,  the  iowier,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls,  a  thbufand  ways. 
a  Juft  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 
(From  birds  of  prey  which  ftek  their  blooc) 
Under  her  feathers  ;  fo,  the  Lord 
Mikes  his  Own  Arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  [fburnrag  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dirt  a  peiVdential  fire. 

God  is  their  life  ;  H*s  Wings  arc  fpread 
To  ftiieldtheiii  with  a  healthful  (hades 

6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 
Rif  thick,  and  flatter  midnight  death, 
I- re!  if  fate :  the  poifon'd  air 

Grows  pure,  if  Ijr'ei's  God  be  there. 

PAUSi. 

*f  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 
At  thy  rip^ht  hand  ten  thou  fan d  dy'd  ?' 
Tny  Gcd  hischofen  people  f*vcs 
Among  the  dead,  a  nid:l  the  c:ra^es  ! 
?-So  when  he  fent  his  an^el  down 
To  makehs  wrnh  in  Egypt  known, 
Andrew  their  fons,  his  carefiii  eye 
P  ifs'd  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

n  Bu%  if  the  fire,  or  plague  or  fwor  *, 
Receive  commimnn  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints,  among:  the  reft; 
Their  very  pains  and-  deaths  are  feleQs 


ALM    XCI.  irr 

the  peftilerice  or  nre; 
err  belt  c'efire  ; 
From  fins  and  forrow  fct  them  free, 
And  brin^  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

PSALM  XCL  Second  part.  Com.  metre. 

Protection  from  Death,  guard  of  Mngels%  Viclor-- 
and  Deliverance. 

YE  fon-  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
Expos  d  to  ev'ry  In  are  ; 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-pi 
And  try,  and  truft  his  care. 

a  No  ill  fha.ll  enter  where  you  dwell  : 

Or.  .-  le  come  nigh, 

And  (Veep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 

'Twiil  raife  his  faints  on  high: 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  ah  th< 

To  watch  your  pillow,  white  you  lTeep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  fhall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dafh  againft  the  fronts  ; 
Are  they  not  fervaots,  at  His  call, 

And  lent  t*  attend  His  fons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  fhall  tread  ; 
The  tempter'-;  wifc  s  defeat ; 

Me  who  hath  broke  the  icrpents  head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

a  ;<  Becaufeon  me  they  fet  their  love, 

"  I'll  kvc  them  [faith  the  Lord) 
iC  111  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above. 

"  DeftrucYion,  and  the  fword. 
;  :<  My  Grace  fhall  anfa  er,  when  thev  cali  ; 

44  In  trouble  HI  betiigh  ; 
*  My  po.v'r  (kali  help  them,  when  they  fall  3 

u  A.:i  ra  when  they  die. 


i7v  P  S  A  L  M    XCIL 

8  4i  Thofe  who  an  earth  my  name  haveknowrt 

<v  I'll  honor  them  in  heav'n, 
'« There  my  faivauon  laaU  be  fhown, 

«4  And  endiefslife  be  giv'n  " 

P  S  A  L  M    XCII.  P/r^  j^  £o*£  cictrt. 
^  PfalmforiLe  Lord's  day, 

SWEET  is  the  work  my  God,  my  K:ng  ! 
To  praifr  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  (ins  > 
To  ihew  thy  love  by  morning-li.^ht, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  trutb  at  night  i 
i  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facred  reft  ; 
Xi  mortal  cares  ffrall  ieize  my  breaft  ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tur.e  b?  found, 
Like  David's  harp  ot  lolemn  found. 

3  My  heart  (haii  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  Wei's  hi*  works,  and  btefs  his  Word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  h:w  bright  they  mine! 
How  deep  thy  coutifels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  ave  !  like,  brutes  they  die  ! 
Like  g-rais  they  f.ourifh,  'till  thy  breath 
Baits  them  in  everlafting  death  ! 

5  But  i  fhall  (hare  a  glor'ous  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  rcfm'd  my  heart* 
Anil  frtih  (uppik-s  of  joy  are  fhed, 

L  ke  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  word  enemy  before) 
Sh.itl  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  f 
My  inward  foe?  (hail  all  be  Bain, 
No*  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

?  Then  Siall  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know 
Ail  I  defir'd,  or  wiftiM  below  : 
And  ev'ry  po,v'r  find  fweet  employ 
2a  that  eternal  world  of  joy 


p  «;  a  l  m  xcrr,   xcin. 

PSAIM    XCII-  Stcond  part.  Lor.-  metre- 
T^e. Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

LORD) 'tis  a  pieafant  thing  toitand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thi^t  hand  : 
ie  within  thy  courts  be  fern 
Like  a  young  Cedar,  frefh  and  green. 
2,  There  erow  thv  faints,  in  faith  and  lovf, 
Eleft  with  thy  rnjR'encc  from  aLove  j 
Not  Lebanon)  with  all  i!  s  trees, 
Yitids  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  rhefe. 

3  The  p' ants  of  grace  mail  ev.r  live  : 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  mud  thrive) 
Time,  which  d3th  ad  things  tlfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  ftrong  andfair^ 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  aee,  they  (hew 
The  Lord  is  hoy  jult  and  true  : 
>!one,  who  attend  His  gates,  fhall  uad. 
A  God  unfaithful,  or  unkind. 

PSALM      XC!II.     tdhg  metre. 
The  Eternal  aid  Sovereign  Uod. 

JEHOVAIi  reigns  !  he  dwells  in  light; 
Girded  with  mafefty  and  might : 
The  world,  created  by  his  hand-, 
Stilt  on  its  fr-ft  foundation  ft  and  s. 

a  "But,  e'er  this  fp?  cious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  firft  foundations  .?•  d, 
Thy  Throne  eternal  age*  ftood  ; 
Thy  Self,  the  Ever-Living  God. 

3  Like  floods,  the  an?ry  nations  rife-, 
And  aim  their  rape  acainft  the  Ikies  ; 
Vain  floods,  which  aim  their  rage  fo  high  ; 
At  tby  rebuke  the  biilows  die. 

4  For  ever  fha!l  Thy  Throne  endure  : 
Thy  promife  Hands  forever  fure  ; 
And  everlaftmg  hoiinefs 

Becomes  the  dwelling  of  thy  grace. 


.174  PS  Al  M    XC4L 

PSALM    XC1IL    2d    Metre. 

THE  Lord  of  flo^y  reigns  j  he  reigns  on  Li^h  s 
His  robes  offtatc*are  Strength  and  Majefty! 

This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command,; 
Bui':  by  bit,  word,  and  'ftabiiih'd  by  his  .hand  : 
Long  flood  his  throne,  e'er  he  begin. creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is'the>firni  foundation. 

a,  God  is  th'  Eternal. King  :  Thy  foes,  in  vain, 
:Raife  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy  .reign  : 
In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  Hoods  arife, 
And  roar  and  tofs  their  waves  againft  the  ikies  ; 
■  Foaming  at  hoav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  com* 

motion, 
.But  hcavta'-thigh  arches fcorn  the  fwdling  ocean, 

3  Ye  tempefts,  rage  no  more  !  ye  Moods,  be  flill  1 
And  the  mad  world  fubmiffive  to  his  v.  hi  : 
Built  on  his  tiuth,  his  Church  rmift  ever  ftand  : 
Firm  are  his  promifss,  andftrong  his  hand  : 
Ste  !  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  bei'oie  him 
Sow  at  his  foot -ftool,.  and,  with  tear,  adore;  him-! 

PS^LM    XCIII.  3d  Metre. 

THE  Lop.d  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  ft  ate  maintains  : 
Kis  head  with  awful  gloiies  crown' d  : 

Array'din  robes  of  light  ; 

Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  rnajefty  around. 

%  Upheld  bv  thy  commands 

The  world  iccurely  Hands  ; 
And  ikies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  : 

Thy  throne  was  -fi-x'd  on  high, 

Before  the  ftarry  iky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Xord  I 

3  Invam  thenoify  crow'd. 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine,  empire  rage  and  roar .4 


PSALM    XC  V.  ns 

Yn  vain,  with  angry  fpite, 
The  furl;  nations  fight, 
An^  dafih,  like  waves,  againft  tht  fhore, 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  ali  their  powVs  engage  ; 

Let  f  relling  tides  afftult  the  fky  ; 

The  terrors  rf  thy  frown 

Sha'l  beat  tbeir  madnef-  do^n  : 
Thy  throne  forever  Hands  on  high  ! 

5  Thypromies  are  true  ; 
Thy  gr*ce  is  ever  new  : 

There  fixM,  Thy  Church  fhal!  ne'er  remove  : 

Thy  faints,  with  holy  fear 

Sha;l  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  love. 

PSALM     XCIV.     Flrfipar:. 

Saints  ckajli%?d>  and  Shir.ers  drfircyed  ;   or}  In- 
ftrtiBi've  Ajjlidioju. 

THF-  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs. 
Proclaims  his  wrath  aloud  : 
His  fov'reign  pow'rs  redrefs  our  wrongs:; 
Hi$  juflice  unites  the  proud. 

a  They  fay.  <<  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  !v"' 

Whe'i  will  the  fools  be  wife  f 
Can  he  he  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 

Or  blind,  who  made  their  e}  es  : 

3  He  knows  their  imp'ous  thoughts  are  vsin, 
And  they  ihali  feel  hi^  pow'r  ; 

His  wrath  fliall  pierce  th.ir  fouls  with  pain, 
Jn  fonie  furprifing  h:ur. 

4  But,  when  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke.. 
Thou  haft  a  gentler  ro  1  -t 

Providences,  and  Thy  Rook, 
11  make  them  know  their  God. 

the  man  t'ay  hands  chaitife, 
'.s  duty  dr?.w  ; 


^76  F'S  A  L  xM    XCW. 

Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife, 
When  they  forget  thyjaw. 

6  But,  God  will  ne'er  caft  of his  faints, 

Nor  his  own  pron' if-  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance, 

For  their  Redeemer's  lake. 

PSA  L  M     XCIV.     Secndpnrt. 

GodyOiir  Support  and  Comfort;    or,  Deliver  sme 
from  Temptation  and Psrfecution. 

WHO  will  arife  fcj  plead  my  right 
Agai n  \\ rh  y  n  ii  1  n  *rou  s  foes , 
While  earth  .an  d  Hell  their  force  unife, 
And  ail  my  hopes  oppofe  ^ 

jt  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  help, 

Suftain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  iilenee  dwelt, 
My  foul  among  the  dead. 

3  Alas,  my  fitting  feet  !  I  cry'd, 
Thy  promife  was  my  prop  : 

Thy  grace  ftood  conftant  by  my  fide, 
Th  y  Spirit  bore  me  up . 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 
Within  my  boibm  roil, 

1  "ny  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults ■• 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 

Btit,  God, my  Refuge,  rules  i lie  ikies  ; 
He  w i  U  de  fe  n d  m y  cau  fe . 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud  ; 
Let  bold  b'afphemers  feoff: 

Trie  Li>rd,  our  God,  will  }u:!ge  8is  proud. 
Antaut  the  fiimers  off. 


p.s  a  l  m  xev. 

»?  S  A  L  M    XCV.    Common  n 
i  before  Praj 

SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name* 
And  in  his  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  faivation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  jour  voice. 

.  ith  thanks,  approach  hii  awful  feat, 
And  pialrns  of  honor  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  bound lefs  ftught, 

The  whole  citation's  King 
j  Let  princes  hear,  let  angcis  know 

How  mean  their  natures  ieem  : 
Thole  gods  on  high,  and  gods  beiow, 
When  once  compar'd  with  himr 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns,  dark  and  deep. 
Lies  in  his  lpacious  hand  ; 

He  fix'd  the  Teas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  Luis  html  rtand. 

5  Come*  and  with  humble  fouls  adore  ; 
Come,  kneel  be  tore  nis  tact : 

O  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r 
Be  children  ot  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time  !  he  bends  his  ear; 
And  waits  for  your  rcqueft  ; 

7ome,  left  be  rouze  his  wrath  andfwear 
•*  Ye  Jli ail  not  ice  my  reft." 

PSALM    XCV.    Short  metre. 
A  Fj (aim  before  Sermon* 

COME,  found  his  praife  abroad  y 
And  hymns  of  glory  &Qg  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fov'rtigp  God, 
The  Univerial  King. 

a  He  fcrm'd  the  d^;eps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  leas  their  bound  ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  owe, 
Aad  all  trie  folid  ground. 


I>3  PSALM    XCVv 

3  Conre,  wcrfhip  at  his  throne; 
Com^\  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 

We  arc  his  works,  an.:  not  oar  own  t 
H    form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice ; 
Nor  c\atc  provoke  his  rod  : 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choic?? 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  rcfufe 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubbom  Jczv2\ 
That  unbelieving  racec 

6  The  Lo/d,  in  vengeance  d reft, 
Will  lift  his  hand,  and  fwear, 

Ci  You  wh;>  defpife  my  promis'd  reft, 
**  bhall  have  no  portion  there.*' 

PSALM    XCV.    Long  metre. 

Canaan  loft  through  Unbeluf;  or,  A  <&arn'w%  to 
delay iv g  ^inn^rs. 

COME,  let  cur  voices  join  toraife 
\  facred  fongr,  of  fulcmn  praife  ; 
Cod  is  a  fov'rev^n  King  ;  rebearfe 
His  honors,  in  _xat:ed  verfe. 
a  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefr  the  Lord, 
Who  'ram'd  our  natures  with  his  word  ; 
H,  is  cur  Shepherd  ;  we  the  fheep 
H?s  mercy  choofe,  hjspaft&ref  keep. 

j  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice,  to  -.-ay, 
Th  ,  c ^vnfe-s  of  hi-  fove  obey  ; 
>|yie:  ou:  hardened  hearts  renew 
T..e  (ins  ar.d  p-agu  ,s  which  lfr*ei  kne?r» 

4  Jfrelf  who  fa w  h;s  works  ofgr; 

Yet  tempt  their  Makfrtq  his  fa'.:e  ; 
A  fai thief?  ~cd. 

tifd'tik  p; 


P  S  ALM    A'CVL  i;9 

.  S  Thus  faith  the  Laid,  "  How  fatfe  thev  prove  ! 
••  Forget  my  pow'r  abufe  my  love  ; 
c  they  defpife  my  reft  Ifwear, 
**  Their  feet  fliall  r.cvrr  enter  -there/ 

6  LLook  back  my  foul  wilh  holy  dre*:d, 

iew  thofcr  ancient  rebels  dead.  1 
Attend  the  oifcr'd  grace  to-day, 
Nor  lofe  the  bailing  by  de^*}'. 

Izc  the  kind  proraife -vhiit  it  waits, 
And  marcli  to  Zizm's  heav'nly  gates  ; 
Beiieve  and  take  the  promis'd  re&  ; 
Obey,  and  be  foitvei  bieft.J 

PS  A  L  M     XCVL    €om.  Metre. 

Chris's  f.rfi  a?id   I scond  Coming. 

SING  to  the  Lord  ye  diitant  lands, 
Ye  tribes  of  avYy  tongue  ; 
His  new  diicover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 

a  Say  to  the  nations,  Jefus  reigns .? 

God's  own  ALrightj  Son  ; 
His  pow'r  theiinkingworlds  fuftains, 

And  grace  iurrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  da; 
Joy  through  the  earth  be  fecn  ; 

Let  cities  fhine  in  bright  array, 
And  fie  ds  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unufual  jov  ftirprife 

TaeJnandsofthefea; 
Ye  mountains  fink  ;  ye  vallkt  rife  ; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes  !  He  comssto  blefs 
The  nations  as  their  God  ; 

To  ihew  the  world  his  righteoumefs, 

And  fend  his  truth  abroad, 
-4    But  when  his  voice  frail  raife  the  dead, 
And  aid  the  woild  draw  near. 


lit  PSALM    XCYl.    Xt\£> 

How  wiUthc  guilty  nations  dread 
To  tee  their  Judge  appear  ! 

PSALM    XCVf , 

The  God  o/tkr  G*»tifsj. 

LET  all  the  earth  thur  voices  raife 
To  nng  the  choicer!  pfa^m  of  praifc 
To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah's  namt : 
Hh  glory  let  tbe  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  fhow> 
Ar.d  all  h:s  laving  works  proclaim. 

*  The  heathens  know  thy  glory  Lord  ; 
T^e  won  d'ring  nations  read  thy  word: 

Thefe  deferts  have  Jehovah  known  : 
Our  worfhip  ihall  *>o  more  be  paid 
To  j?ods  which  mortal  bands  hare  isiadc , 

Cur  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  framM  the  globe  he  built  the  fky, 
lie  made  the  Chining  worlds  on  high  ; 

And   rc'gns  complete  in  £  lory,  there* 
H;s  beams  arcroajefty  and  ligrit  ; 
His  beautushowdivine.y  brichtj 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

4  Come  the  ?reat  day,  tbe  glor'ous  hour  I 
When  earth  iha  1  feel  his  feving  pow*r, 

\nd  b2rbVous  nations  fear  his  name  i  * 

Then  fhrll  the  race  of  man  confefs 
T-'-e  beauty  of  his  hoiinefs  ; 

And  in  his  eourts  his  grace  proclaim. 

PSALM  ATVII.  Firjl  Pari.    Long  metre. 

forif  re'gn'ng  inHeaien  and  earning  to  Judgment, 

HE  reigns  ;  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  . 
Pra:fe  him  in  cvangtiic  ftrsins : 
Lei  the  \*hole  farth  in  lon^s  lejoice* 
And  tfiftah-  iftand;  join  their  voice  • 


PSALM     XCVII.  iti 

i  D-zcparehis  councils  and  unknown  ; 
But   ;<race  and  trutU  fupport  his  throne  : 

ih  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  iurround, 
Jufticc  i3  their  eternal  ground. 
^  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  !  He  comes; 
Shakes  the  tfrtde  earth,  and  cleaves  th.e  tombs ' 

:re  him  burns  devouring  fire  ; 
The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 
4  His  enemies,  with  fore  difm ay, 
Flee  from  the  fight,  and  fhun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing>  for  your  redemption's  ni^h  i 

P  S  A  L  M    XC  VI I .    Second  part.  Long  metre 
CbrLTs     incrrnatiox* 

THE  Lord  is  come,  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  \ 
An  unknown  (tar  directs  the  road 
Of  E-pm  fa^s,  to  their  God. 

a  AH  ye  bright  armies  of  the  ikies 
Go,  worSiip  where  t:e  S  iviour  lies  ; 
An^s  and  kin^s  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  belotf. 

3  Let  Idols  totter  t©  the  ground, 
And  their  own  worfhipptn?  confound  \ 
But  Jtidab  (bout,  but  Zter.hnz. 
And  earth  confefs  k:r  Sovereign  King. 

P  S  A  L  M    XCVII.    Third  fart.  Long  mefcx.- 
Or  see  and  glory. 

THf  Almighty  reigns !  efciltcd  hi?ft 
O'er  all  theear.h,  o'er  ail  th*  iky: 
Tioug:h  ckmcU  and  darknefs  veil  his  rce* 
His  dwelling  i3  the  mere -feat.  * 

t  O  ye  who  love  Uh  Holy  Name, 
Ha:*  ev'iy  werk  ©f  fin  and  lbam«;     r 


i%i  PSAS  M    XCV\L 

He  guards  the  fova^s  of  all  his  Friends, 
.AndrYom  the  fuares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Tmmortnl  light  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  fainle  in  dai  knot's  Town  ; 
Thofe  glor'oua  feeds  (hall  fpting  and 
And  the  bright  harveit  Hefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rej  "ice  .ye  righteous  and  record 
The  facred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  fouls  that  feel  Ilis^race 
Can  triumph  in  his  Hoilne is. 

P  S  A  i;    M    A'CVII.    Common   metre, 
Ghrift's  Incarnation  and  the  lafi  Judgmstv,* 

Y£  iflinds  of  th2  Northern  lea, 
Rejoice  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
H'.s  worol,  like  ftre,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

*  FJtfi  prefence  links  the  proudeil  ftp 

And  makes  the  values  rife  ; 
The  humble  -foul  enjoys  his  fmiies, 

The  haughty  Saner  dies. 

3  The  heav'ns  his  rightful  pow'r  proclaim  i 
The  idol  gods  around 

Fill  their  own  worfhippers  with  fhame, 
And  cotter  to  the  ground. 

4  A.dortng  angrels,  at  his  birthy 
M  ide  the  Redeemer  known  : 

Thus  (hall  He  come  to  judge  the  earth  ? 
And  an^eis  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  Foes  ill  all  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hihsand  feas  ret:re  : 
IV  %  children  take  tbeh  unknown  fligl 
And  leave  the  worid  on  lire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 
"For  faint*,  m  Jarknefsbere, 

Shall  rife  and  fprin^  in  wcwlds  ur.kno 
A  nd  a  rich  harveft  bear.  .■'. 


PSALM    XCVIJi.  ifj 

PSALM  XGVJ1I.  Flrjl  part.    Com. metre; 
Pfaifefor  the  Go] pel. 

TO  our  Almighty  Maker.  God, 
1  New  honors  be  a  'drtft  : 
His  great  faivation  ;lunes  abroad, 
And  makes  th<;  nations  ,Jb!eft  . 

a  He  fpake  the  word  to  Ahra'm  firft, 

Mis  truth  fulfils  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  iheir  truftj 

And  learn  his  nghieoujthfcfe, 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  all  herdiff'rent  to^gu^-s; 
And  ipread  the  honors  of  his  name 

In  raeiody  and  fongs. 

PSALM  XCVIir.  Second  part  Cm.  metre, 
77>£  Me  firm's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

JOY  to  the  world  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  Heav'n  and  Nature  fing. 

a  Joy  to  the  earth  the  Saviour  reigns !  , 

Let  men  their  iongsempoy  ; 
While  fields  and  floods  rocks  hkls  and  plains^ 

Repeat  the  fourxling  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  forrows  grow. 
Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground  : 

He  comes  to  make  hi?  bk  flings  flow 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  :'ound. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace* 

And  makes  the  nations  p^ove 
The  glories  of  his  righreoufnefSj 
And  wonders  of  his  ioye. 

it 


rU  PSALM    XCIX. 

PSALM     XCIX.  Firjl  Part.    Short  metre. 
Cbrift'e  Kingdom  and  Majefty, 

THE  God  Jehovah  reigns  ! 
LetaU  the  nations  fear  ; 
Letfinners  tremble  at  his  Throne. 
And  faints  be  humble  there. 

s  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  ft  and 

Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  His  Throne  ; 

His  hpnors  are  divine  ; 
His  Churcn  iliali  mak^his  wonders  known ; 
For  there  his  glories  fhine  ! 

4  How  holy  is  his  Name  ! 
How  terrible  his  praife  ! 

Juftice  and  truth  and  judgments  join 
In  al!  his  works  of  grace. 

P  S  A  L  M-    XCIX.  Second  pari.  Shcrt  metres 

A  Holy   Gffi<zvGr/hippedniitb  Reverence. 

*XALT  the  Lord  cur  God* 
j     And  worship  a:  his  feet  ; 
His  nature  is  all  ho'in?fs, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

3  When  Jfrel  was  bis  church, 
When  A#ron  was  his  prfeft, 

When  rl:-  h  c  yM.  whm  Samud  prayer) 
K^  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fi^js, 

I  j  deftroy  their  race  ; 
/  '  .'.  ofthe  Rtafie  his  vengeance  known 
Wnen  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  vbe  Lord  our  God, 

W  ,rc  i  the  firne; 

Still  he'sn  God  of  holincfs. 
And  jealous  for  his  name, 


E: 


PSALM    C.  185 

PSALM    C  Long  metre, 
A -[Lin  tramflation. 
Praije  to  cur  Creator. 

YE  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice 
Before  the  Lord  your  Sovereign  King 
Serve  him  with  chearful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  ling. 

1  The  Lord  is  God,  'lis  he  alone 
Doth  life  and  breitb,  and  being  gire  I 
We  are  his  works  and  not  our  own  ; 
The    fheep  which  on  his  paftures  live, 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fangs  of  joy, 
With  praiics  to  his  courts  repah  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 
To  pay  your  thankful  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord  iski. 
Great  is  hi 3  frace  his  mercy  fu re  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  (ball  ftnd 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

P  S  A  L  M    C.    Long  metre.  A  Parapbraft 

SING  to  Hie  L^rd  witfc  joyful  voice; 
Let  ev'ry  land  his  name  ad3re  ; 
ji n tr ic f  (h i i I  it nd  the  n oi fe 
Acroi's  the  ocean  to  the  (bore. 

a  Nations  attend  before  his  Throne 
With  ioltmn  fear  with  facredjoyl 
Ktio\T  that  the  Lord  1*?  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  He  deftroy  ! 

3  His(»fov'reign  po'-v'r  without  our  aid, 

us  of  clay  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  flieep,  we  £ray\I, 
lie  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  people  we  liis  care, 
Our  fouls,  and  ail  our  mortal  frame; 
(That  lafting  honors  ftiall  we  rear, 

JUmighty  Maker,  to  tby  Name  : 


*3S  PSALM    CI. 

5  We'll  crowd  Thy  grate  -  wuh  thankful  fongs> 
Hi.h    :sthc  Heav'ns  d:r voices  i?ife  ; 
JirQ  her  ten  tboufand  tongues 

Slu    ftii  ,\v  (  ?urt8  with  founding  praife  1 

Wi  it  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ! 
V.:'  .  asettrnjty  rhy  Love  ] 
Firm  as  .rock  thy  truth  rr.uft  ftand, 
Whtn  rclli  ^fc  years  (hail  ceafc  to  move  ! 

PSALM    CI.    Long  metre. 

The  Magijlrxte?  P/alm. 

MERCY  anJ  iuJ^mtmts  are  my  fong  ! 
ckad  fiace  they  both  to  thee   belongs 
J£y  cracicus  God  my  righteous  King, 
"To  tV>ee  my  longs  and  vows  I  bring. 

31  If  T  ira  rtis'd  to  bear  the  fword  ; 
J'ii  take  my  counts  from  thy  word  ; 
T  by  iuftict  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Sh  all  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

^Le   wifdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
«Am<  let  my  God  with  merefide  : 
"No  kicked  thing  fhull  dwell  with  me, 
WTxiek  may  provoke  thy  jealoufy. 
A  No  ftns  of  fl  nder  rage  and  ftrife, 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look  t  ae  heart  of  pride, 
Within  my  doors  mall  ne'«r  abide. 
5  [VV  fearch  the  land  and  raiftthejuft 
To  pofts  of  honor  wealth  and  truk  ; 
The  men  who  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  he  m\  friends  and  fav'rites  ftill.J 

6  In  vain   fhail  Mnners  hope  to  rife 
^By  flattViiifc  or  im  Micious  lies  : 
Ana  whi  e  the  innozent  I  guard, 
The  bold  effende  (han't  be  fpar'd- 

7  The  impious  crew  that  factious  band, 
ghail  hide  their  heads  or  quit  the  land  ; 


PS  alm    CI,   C;;.  e 

.vepow'r  ihali  be  fupj 

PS  AL  M    CT.    Ccmm  ft]  V 
A  pjalm  for  a  24  ifter  q  f  c 

OF  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fing, 
pay  rry  God  r:  . 
•  •  d  j 1 1 fticc  h ea v 'n '  y  Ki rig., 
tch  me  to  rule  my  bou 

ity  O  God  repair, 

-•  iervsst  wi 

me  there, 
yes. 

5  The  *    nrroHg*! 

By  faKhbod  or  by  force, 

ifii  eye  th.  tongue^ 

l'Jl  tbrujt  them  from  my  d 

4  Hi  feck!  the  ni<\,  \ 
And  will  their  help  enjoi 

Thef  Ttf^ 

The  ferraqts  HI employ. 

5  The  wretch  who  deal*  i  i 
I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 

The  liar's  ton?\i 
And  bsniih  from  rry 

And  make  the  e  ; 

So  (ball  my  houfc  be  ever  found 

A  d 
P    S    A  I,  M     CII.    Firflfart.    Com    metre 
A   Prayer  of  the  'AJ\ 

HEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  fice, 
:  die  : 
Hat:  thou  n  foJF  grace, 

To  hear  when  Tinners  cry  ? 
*  My  days  zvz  frafUd  like  the  fmoke, 
r  j 


583  PSALM    CIL 

3My  flrength  is  dry'dmy  heart  is  broke,  ' 
And  (inking  in  defpair. 

3  M*  'pints  fla^r  like  withering  grafs, 

Burnt  with  exceffivchcat : 
In  fecret  groans  my  rnjr.utes  pafs, 
And  I  forget  to  eat 

4  As  on  Fcrre  lonely  building's  top. 
The  fparrov  teilstfer  moan, 

Par  from  the  tents  ofjoy,and  hope, 
]  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  Tke  a  wiJdemefs, 
Where  beaits,  of  midnight  howl  ; 

Xheie  tse  iad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  there  the  icreaming  owl. 

6  Daik  iifma'i  thoughts  and  boding  fear? 
Dwt  ;1  in  my  troubled  bread  ; 

While  (harp  reproaches  wound  my  cars, 
Nor  give  my  fpirk  reft:. 

>7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  wees, 

And  rears  are  my  repair. ; 
Jly  daily  bread  like  cifhes  grows 

Un.  Lenient  to'mytafte. 

S  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 
'    To  fouis  whafeel  thy  frown  ; 
Xord,  'twas  *hy  hand  advane'drne  high  \ 
Thy  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

^  My  locks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear ; 

And  life's  declining  light 
<Jrovs  faint  as  evening  fhadowS  are, 

Which  vanifh  into  night. 

^o  But  Thou  forever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  Eternal  God  ! 
Jfcges  to  come  ihall  know  thy  Name, 
* '  And  fpread  Thy  works  abroad. 

si  Ttiou  wilt  arife  and  fhew  thy  Face, 
5  Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 


PSALM    CII.  189 

Bevond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long-expected  day. 

11  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry  ; 

And  by  myfter'ous  ways, 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  do'omM  to  die, 

And  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

PSALM     CIF.  Second  part.  Corn,  metre* 
Prayer  heard  and  Zkn  rejlcred. 

LET  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoice  ; 
oid  theprcmis'd  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'exalt  his  pow'r. 

a  Her  dull  and  ruins  which  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  : 
Thofe  ruins  fhall  be  built  again, 

And  a\\  that  dull  fhall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife    JentfolevH 
And  ftan&in  glory  there  ; 

Nations  (hall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  Sov'tfetgn  on  his  Throne, 
With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 

He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan,  # 

And  fees  their  righs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  fouls  cordemn'd  to  death  ; 
And  when  his  faints  complain, 

It  lhan't  be  faid"  thatpraying  breath 
Was  ever  fpent  in  vain/' 

6  This  (kali  be  known  wfcen  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record , 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft  and  praife  the  Lord. 

PSALM    CU.    Third  part.    Long  metre. 

Man  j  mortality  and  CBnjPs  Eternity  ;  or,  SdkdU 

die,  but  Ctrij?  axd    the  Church,  live. 

IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 
Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race; 


*#  P  3  A  L  m   cm. 

Difeafe  and  dea*h,  at  his  command, 
Arrcil  us,  and  cut  mort  our  days. 

a  Spare  us?0  Lord  !  aloud  wc  pray, 
Nor  let  our  Sun  go  down  a*  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  Eternal  day  I 
And  muft  thy  children  die  fo  ibon  ? 

3  Yet  tnthe  mid  ft  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  cur  for  row  e  : 

44  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

*  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  cv  rv  agfc;^  ^ 

4  '  fwas  He  this  earth  *s  foundations  laid  ; 
Heav'q  is  the  building  of  his  barid  ; 

This  earth  grows  old  thef;  heav'ns  fhallfade* 
And  all  be  chaug'd  at  thy  command. 

5  The  ftsrry  curtains  of  the  Iky, 
Like  garments,  fhali  6c  Ut*d  ri£dz  : 

But  ftill  Thy  Throne  Hands  fiim  and  i.Lrh  ; 
Thy  Church  forever  muft  ati::t. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  ehurcb  fball  live, 
And  on  thy  tjirone  thy  c!  .-n  : 
This  dyin^r  world  ftiailthcy  furvi 

And  the  c<:ud  faint*  b^tais'd  agafci. 
PSALM    CUT.     F/?,7  P.:?-.     Long  metre. 
Btrftiw  G< -a.  for  hh'gQddntfs  tit  Saul  and  Body. 

BLESS,  On:;!,  i 
C al    \  y  kfa«  ugkts  v  jveh  rov'e  abroad; 

Let  aljthe  powVswithiii  m  :}oi   . 
In  work  and  worfnip  fg  divih  . 

i  BJtfs   Q  d  j  foul  !    he  pod  of  grape,  • 
His  favors  claim  thy  higheft  praif.    \ 
Why  fhould  r:  o  w  ■".!<  rs  fa  >Ught 

Be  loft  in  file  nee  and  rorg 
.  3  'Tis  he,  my  foul  who  Cent  his  Sop 
To  die  for  crimed  which  tile  \  haft  cpne  ; 
He  own?  tjieranfom  and  forgives 
'The  hourly  foliies  of  our  lives. 


P   SALM    CIII.  191 

4 The  vices  of  th?  mind  he  heals, 
A>nd  cures  the  pains  which  Nature  feels. 
Redeems  the  foui  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  lives  from  threat'ning  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  repairs  ; 
H«s  mercy  crowns  our  growing  year^  ; 
Ke  fatisfks  our  mouths  with  good, 

And  fills  our  hopes  with  htav'nly  food. 

6  He  fees  th'  opprefibrs  and  th'.'oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  fufFrers  reft  : 

But  will  his  jcftice  more  difplay 
Iu  the  laft  great  rewarding  day. 

:    His  pow'r  hefhew'd  by  Mo  res  hands. 
And  ^^\e  to  Irei  his  commands ; 
But  fent  His  Truth  and  Mercy  down 
To  all  the  nations,  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confe  fs. 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  GentUe9vnth  the  Je<w,  mail  join 
In  work  and  wormip  fo  divine.] 

PSALM    CHI.     Second  Part.  Long  metre, 

God's  gentle  chcijlijemeni  ;  or  His  tender  mercy  to 

His  People. 

HT*HE  Lordhow  woncVrous  are  his  ways  ; 
X      How  firm  his  truth \  how  large    his  grace 

He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne. 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

a  Not  half  fo  high  his  pow'r  hath  fpread 
Th?  ferry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife* 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raile. 

%  Not  haiffo  far  hath  Nature  p!ac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the/f>/?, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  ren*oves 
The  daily  guilt  of  thole  he  loves. 


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PSALM   cri*. 


a,  How  flowly  dotk  his  wrath  arife  ! 
Oa  fwifter  wing  faiva-on  flies  : 
And,  if  he  lets  bis  anger  burn, 
How  lbcxihis  frowns  to  pity. turn  ! 

5  Amidft  his  wrath, companion  fnines \ 
His  ftrokes  are  lighter  than  our  ii-".s  \ 
And  while  hiarod  corrects  his  faints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  fens  chaftife 
With  gentle  hauds  and  melting  eyes : 
The  children  weep  beneath  l^efmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

Pause. 

?  The  Mighty  God  the  Wife  and  Juftj 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  duft ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrensth  which  he  heftowsf.  , 

8  He  knows  how  loon  our  n?'ure  dies, 
Biafted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  flies  : 

Like  graft  we  (pring-,  and  die  as  foon, 
As  morning  flow'rs  which  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  His  Eternal  Love  is  fare 
To  ad  the  faints  and  flia'I  endure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  Truth  (hall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain, 

PSALM    CFIL    Fir fl  part.  Short    metre* 
Pr  zitefor  Sp  irit na land  Temporal  mercies . 

O  BLESS  th-L..rd,my  foul  ! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongues  to  biefs  his  name* 

Whofe  favors  are  divine. 
%  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  \ 

Nor  let  Lis  mercies  lie 
Forgotten,  in  unthankfuinefs, 
And  wiihout  praifes  die* 


PSALM    Clil.  19s 

3  H'h  he  forgives  thy  fins  ;         ' 
''Vi?  he  relieves  thy  pain  ; 

Tishe  who  heals  thy  Bckneflei*, 

And  makes  t>;ee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love. 

len  ranlom'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He  *ho  redeem \i  my  foul  from  heil 
Hath  Sov'reign  Pow'r  to  lave. 

3  He  tills  the  poor  with  good; 

H?  gives  the  fuif'rcfs  reft  ; 
The  Lord  kath  judgments  for  the  proud, 

Andjuftice  forth*  oppreft. 

6  His  wond'rous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known  ; 
But  fent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 

By  His  beloved  Son. 

PSALM     CIIL  Second  part. 
Abounding  CGmpajjion  of  God   ;  or,  Mtrcy  in  tb* 
midft  of  judgment . 

MY  foul,  repeat  His  praii'e 
Wnole  mercies  are  fo  great  ; 
Whofe  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

3  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  flrokes  are  felt. 
Kisftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes,. 

And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  Heav'ns  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  pow'r  fubdues  our  fins  ; 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  Eaft  is  from  the  Weft* 
Doth  all  our  gui.lt  remove. 


r-54  P^ALM    CIIL 

5  The  pity  ©f  the  Lord, 

To  thofe  who  fear  his  name, 

Is  (uch,  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  oar  feebie  frame' 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  dull, 
ScatterM  with  ev*ry  breath  : 

His^ anger,  like  arifing  wind, 
Can  icnd  usfwiftto  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  prafs, 
Or  like  the  morning-flow'r  ; 

If  one  Jharp  biaftfweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  companions  Lord, 
To  endlef*  years  endure  ; 

And  children's  children  ever  fkid 
Tny  words  of  prornife  fuie. 

PSALM    C  01.  Third  part. 

God's  Unpvsrfal  Dominion  ;  or  Angels  praise  th\ 
Lord. 

THE  Lord,  the  Sovereign  King, 
Hath  fix'd  histh'Otieonhigh  ; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules 
Aad  all  beneath  the  iky. 

%  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  will,  .  j 

Blefsye  the  Lord  whofe  voice  you  hear, 

Whofe  pkafureye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts  who  wait 
The  orders  aFttteir  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray 5 
Join  in  the  oraife  they  ling. 

4  Whi'e  all  his  wohrTrous  works 
T  rough  his  vaft  kingdom  mew 

Their  Makers  glory  thou  my  foulj 
Shalt  ling  kjs  graces  too* 


P3AL  M   CiV.  195 

P  S  A  L  M    CIV. 
f 

M>r  praife  ; 
ays, 

He  in 

And  like  a  robe  his  glory  ^ears. 

Note,  w.-tt  befiw\rto  St. Helen's  *Jw> 

bj  aiding  the  following  \anxa*   ui% 

he  Lord,  what  tongue  can  fra.ne 
An  equal  honor  to  hie  name  f 

metre  f*jw.) 

a  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  cu  id  ; 

TV  unfatnom'd  deep  he  makes  bit  bed  ; 
Clones  arc  bis  cbar'ot,  when  he  files 
Oh  winged  ftorma  acrofs  the  Ikies. 

3  Angels  [whow  his  own  breath  infpires) 
Kis  ministers  are  Baming  fires  ; 

-And.  uvifr  as  thorn  ht  their  armies  move^ 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  maa  stJj 

/.re  pois'd.  and  fhali  forever  ftand  ; 

Hebinds  the  oce?nin  his  chain 

Left  it  thould  drown  the  world  again. 

n  earth  was  covered  with  the  rTood^ 
be  mountains  (rood, 

fled, 
CcnnVu  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  fwetfing  billows  know  their  hot  1 
And  hi  their  channe  s  walk  their  round  ; 
"Yet,  thence  convey'd  by  ferret  veins, 
They  foriug  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains, 

7  He  bids  the  chryfta!  fountains  flow; 

rev  eor 
T  air  r ;  -  [f<  ra  there  their  thirfl:  allay, 
Acd  for  the  Rream.  wild "afles  bray 


r*6  PSA;L  M   CIV: 

8  From  pleafant  trees,  which  made  the  brink,. 
The  iark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ; 

Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  rai'e, 
And  chide  our  ftlence  in  his  praifz. 

Pause.      I. 

9  God,  from  his  cloudy  ciftern,  pours 
On  the  parch =d  earth  enriching  ihow'rs; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  ticld, 

A  thoufand  joyful  bleffmgs  yield. 

io  He  makes  tie  grafTy  food  arife, 
A^d  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  : 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  var'ous  povvV, 
To  nouriih  nature,  or  to  cure. 

ii  What  nobTe  fruit  the  vin-s  produce  ! 
The  olive  yields  a  Aiming  juice  ; 
Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  wi*h  gen'rous  wine,- 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  fhine. 

i a  O  blefs  his  name  ye  nations  fed 
Witif  nature's  chief  fuppovter  bread  ; 
While  bread  your  vital  ftrength  imparts* 
Serve  hi:*  with  vigor  in  your  hearts. 
Pause    If. 

ir>  Behold  !  the  ftately  cedar  Hands, 
Rais'd  in  the  foreft  bv  h»s  hands  ; 
Bird;?  to  the  boughs  for  ihelter  fiy, 
And  build  tfeeii  aefts  fecurc  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot, 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell ; 
He  gives  them  vvifdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  Htfets  the  Sun  his  drcliog  race: 
Appoints  the  Moon  to  chaoze  her  face  ; 
And  whea  thj  k  d  irknefs  vei'3  the  day, 
Calls  out  viid  beads  to  hunt  r.beir  prey. 

x6  Fierce  lions  lead  th-irvoan^  abroad, 
An  d,  roaring,  aik  t  leir  meat  from.  Go-i  p 


PS  A  L  M     CIV.  iy? 

"But,  when  the  morning  -beams  arifo 
The  lavage  bcatt  to  covert  flits. 

x;  Ti-en  man  to  daily  labor  goes  : 

The  night  was  made  for  his  <c\  ofe  ; 

Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fwect  r<  lie! 

Fromtireiomc  toil  and  waiting  grief. 

iS  How  ft  range  thy  work*  !  how  great  thy  flail  i 

And  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fell : 

rifdom  round  the  world  we  fee.; 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  t.  ee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  glories  in  the  deep. 
Where  fiih,  in  minions,  l\vim  and  crr_ep9 
With  wond'rous  motions,  fwrfi-or  -flow, 
Still  wand'iingjn  the  paths  beiow, 

50  T'rere  fhips  divide  their  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  orfcaly  monfters  play  ; 
There  dweil3the  huge  Levithan, 
And  icams  and  (ports  in  fpite  of  man, 
Paus  it.    HI. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  fraud  I 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  Hand 

22  While  each  receives  his  difP rent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  It  good  : 
Eagles  and  hears,  and  whales  and  worm's, 

Rejoice  and  praife,in  duPrent  fcrms 

23  But  when  thy  foce  is  hid.  they  mourn  ; 
And  dying,  to  their  dttft  return  : 

•Both  man  and  beait  their  iouls  refign  ; 
Life,  bicath  and  fpirit,  all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  earth  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  bcafts  and  men.; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  walks  of  Time  and  Death. 


roS  PSAL  M    CV. 

%$  His  works,  the  wonders  of. Hs  might. 

Are  honor'd  with  his  own  delight : 

How  awful  are  his  glor'oiis  wav*s  ! 

The  Lord  13  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

s,6  The  earth  ftaR  *s  trembling  at  thy  flroke, 

And,  at  thy  touch,  the  mountains  fmoke  ; 

Yet  humble  fouls  tnay  fee  thy  face. 

And  tell  their  wants  to  Sov  reign  Grace. 

^7  In  Thee  my  hopes  and  wifbc3  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fweet  : 
Thypraifee  mad  my  breach  employ, 
Till  it  expires  in  en  die  fs  joy. 

a8  While  haughty  {inner?  die  accurfl, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  daft, 
I  to  my  God,  ray  heav'nly  Kin.;, 
Immortal  hallejujahs  fing. 

PSALM     CV.    Abridged. 

God's  Conduct  to  ifrael   and  the  Plagues  c/Igypt, 

GVE  fcb  auks  to  God,  invoke  his  nar,  e, 
Ind  tel1  the  world  his  £race  : 
Sound  though  V  .•  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 

aHis  cov'nant  which  ht-  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  ag£s  paft, 
To  numerous  ages  yet  behind, 

1h  equal  force  ihali  laft. 

3  He  1  v/afc  to  Abr*am  and  his  feed, 

An  J  mace  the  ble  fling  fure  : 
Genti  >s  the  Ancient  pronufe  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  •«  Thy  feed  fhall  make  all  nations bleft, 
(Sad  the  Almieaty  Voicel 

"  And  Qtnaa  t's  land  ihali  b?  their  reft, 
u  The  type  of  heav'nly  joy <*." 
J.5  Mo^  large  the  grant  !  how  rich  tfce  grace  1 
To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 


re  ftrangers  in  the  pface. 
A  Little  feeble  band! 

g  rims,  th  rou gh  the  countrle s  roA^n-d 
Securely  they  remov'd, 
And  bau£hty  kings  who  on  them  fro. 
cly  he  rep: 

5  m  Touch  Mine  Anointed,  and  My  Arm 
o*.  foon  rerenge  the  vrong  ; 

o  who  dots  my  prophets  ham? 

*<  Shiii  know  their  God  isiiroRg/ 

8  5fi!**  /W  ffe  world  for o far  itj  rcge% 

r  jpitf  f&r  (J'  arr£  i/z  /t^r  .* 

rough  entry  age* 
jind  hi  th*  Airtight fs  czre., 
P    A    U    S    E    I. 

9  W]  "6  dar'd  to  vex  ire  faints, 

Ana  their  God  : 

pj  was  fent  at  their  cc: 
;/d  with  his  dreacrul  rod. 

ic  lie  c*IPd  for  darkr.tfs  :  darkT,efs  came, 

t  an  o'er  w:  od  ; 

He  :um'd  each  lake,  and  cv'ry  ftream, 
To  takes  and  It-reams  of  blood. 

j  i  Tie  gave  th-:  fign,  and  ro'^orre  flies 

Thro  ry  fprtad  ; 

And  frogs,  in  croaking  armies  rife 

•  bed. 

ii  Through  held!-  and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  tcn-io'd  vengeance  flevr ; 
Lotf  devour'd  then;  trees, 

attle  flew  : 
13  Then  bv  an  anger*  midnight  firoke 

Tne  Co-  M  : 

Tfec  infe  was  broke, 

Their  glory  ai  ie. 

forbear  tit  rrga, 
infiar  : 

6  % 


too  PSALM    CV.  CVI. 

ifr'el  ffiu/i  tiii  through  rv'r) 
And  he  ti?  Almighty* s  are. 

P    A    U    S      E    II. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  brought 
And  leftist  hared  ground  ; 

Each  fome  Egyptian  fpoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  fc 

16  The  Lord  himfdf  chofe  out  their  way, 
And  marked  their joui  m  :s  right  ; 

Gave  them  a  leading-cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  girde  by  night. 

1 7  Trey  third  ;  ?vd  waters  from  the  rock 
Jn  rich  abundance  flo.v, 

And  following  fti'.l  the  courfe  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  defart  through. 

iS  Owond 'rou?  Stream  !  O  bieffed  Type 

C)f  ever-flowing  ^r-cc  ! 
So  Chrift,  our  Rock,  maintains  cur  life 

Through  all  this  wildernrfs. 

a    Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  Hand, 
The  chofen  trihes  pojGTeft 

Cinuan,  the  rich,  the  [  land  ; 

And  there  enjoy'd  their  refts 

Then  let  the  world forbzar  its  ragc^ 
The  Church  renounce  t.  srfear  ; 
•    Ifi  *ei  mufi  live  through  t-Sry  age> 
And  he  ib7  Ah?vgttys  cart. 

PSALM    CVI.  Fir/  pert.  Long  metre. 
Praiji  to  God  ;  ©r,  Corr.tr, union  ni  ith  Saints, 

^X)  God  the  Gre*t^  the  E 
Let  fongs  of  honor  jbeatldrcft  ; 

g  His  mercy  firm  forever  ftar 

i\  Give  him  the  than';  aids. 

,    2  Who  knows  the  wonders  v  •    y%\ 

I  Who  (ball  fulfil  thy  Lour.dle  k  praifc  f 


PSALM    CVL  ac* 

Blef:  are  the  fcuTs  who  fear  thee  (till, 
And  pay  their  dtty  to  thy  v 

3  Remember  what  thy  me:cy  did 
For  Jacob's  racr,  thy   chofen  feed  : 
And,  with  the  fame  faivation,  1 
The  meaneft  i'uppliant  ot  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rcioicje, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  wilb  my  voi^l 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  thee. 

P  S  A  L  M     CVL     Second  part. 

Jirae"  Punt/bed  a$d  Pardoned ;    or,  God's  Un= 
changeable  Lae. 

GOD  of  Et  e rnal  Love, 
How  fickle  are  our  v 
And  yet,  how  oft  did  Ifr'cl  prove 

Tny  conftancy  at  grace  ? 

2  They  faw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
And  then  thy  praifc  tncyfung  ; 

But  foon  thy  work?  of  pov.'r  forgot, 
And  murmured  with  their  tonga?. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 
While  rocks  with  rivera  flow  ; 

Now  with  their  lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  redue'd  them  low, 

4  Yet,  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 
Ke  harken'd  to  tkeir  groans 

Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thought*) 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  fons. 

3  Their  names  were  in  his  book- 
He  fav'dthem  from  their  foes  : 

Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  Forfook 
The  people  whom  he  chok. 

6  Let  Tfrel  biefs  the  Lord, 
Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  : 


*9*  P  S  A  L  M    CVTfc 

And  Chrifiiam  join  the  fclemn  word* 
Amen>  to  all  the  praife. 

PSALM  CVII.  Fi'rft par*.l*ns  metre. 
Ifrael  W  Jo  Canaan,  #«J  ChiifUans  ta  fi/raz-exl 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts  his  nar$e  is  Love  ; 
R>s  mercy  ages  paft  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  ill  all  ownc 

•2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
J/rV/,  the  nation  whom  he  chafe* 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

h  When  God's  Almighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters,  and  th7  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  defart,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  foiitary  ground  i 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fix'd  abode  ; 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  afTuage 
Their  burning  third,  or  hunger's  rage  ] 

5  In  their  diftrefs  to  God  tbey  cry'd : 
God  was  tht ir  Saviour  and  their  £\v.de  : 
He  led  their  march  far  «rahci*tfiiut  round: 
'Twras  the  right  path  to  Canaan**  ground, 

6  Thin  when  cur  Rift  releafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  fa  tan's  chain, 
We  have  this  defart  world  to  pafa, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  place 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way  ; 
He  guides  our  footfteps,  left  we  ft  ray  ; 
He!  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'niy  land. 

S  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Loid  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  !:ind  iVis  ways  ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 


PSALM    CVII. 

P  S  A  L  M  CVJT.      Second  part. 
Correction  j  or  Sm.  and  Releaje  by  Pro, 

FROM  ape  to  age  exalt  his  Name  ; 
God  and  feis  grace  are  ftiil  the  fame; 
lie  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  ft 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  r  v'  ry  good, 
a  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  Ood  who  rules  the  fkies  ; 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  counleisof  the  Lord  ; 
3  He'll  bring  their  {pints  to  the  ground, 
And  nodtliv'rer  fhah  be  found  : 
Xaden  witb  grief  thty  wafte  their  breath 
In  darknefs,  and  tiie  (hades  of  death. 
a  Then  to  the  Lsrd  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  their  dawning  light  anfe, 
A-  d  Scatters  all  the  difmal  (hade 
*  "Wfiich  hung  fo  heavy  rouad  tneir  head. 
,i  cuts  the  barsofbrafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fouling  prisoners  through  ; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief; 
And  gives  the  laboring  foul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
The  wond'rous  goo-Jnef:>  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways  I 
Letey'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife, 

PSALM     CVJI    Third  fart. 
Intemperance  Punijhed  and  Pardoned  ;  or,  A 
Pj  aim  for  the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

VAIN  man  on  fooiifn  ■:  leafures  bent, 
Prepares  for  his  own  pnmfrment; 
What  pains  what  loathfome  maladies 
prom  luxury  and  lull  arife  ! 

%  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte  i 
Yet  drowns  his  health  topieafe  his  tafle  ' 
'Till  all  his  active  pow'rs  are  loft, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  duft, 


2d  P  S  A  L  N    CVIL 

3  The  glutton  groans  and  ioathcs  to  eat  -, 
His  iuul  abhors  "dicious meat  $ 
Nature  with  heavy  .cads  oppreft, 
Would  yield  toceath  to  be  released. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Gnners  fiy 
To  God  tor  he ip with  earnefi  cry  ! 

He  hears  tJieii  groans  prolongs  the;r  breath 
And  laves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  rr.ed'cine  couid  e fil <fl  the  care 
So  quick  fo  eafy  or  fo  Ijre  . 

The  •  t  i'l  y  fentence  God  repeals, 
fH  :  .ends  his  iov'rci^n  word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  rroodnefs  of  the  Lord, 
IS  nu  let  their  thankful  off'i  inr^s  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 

PSALM  CVII.  Fourth  Pari.  Long  metre. 

DAiverfince from  Storms  and   Shipwreck;  or  the 

Seaman* *  /&*g: 

WOULD  you  behold  tfce  works  of  God, 
Hia  vvonders  in  the  world  abroad 
Cu  with  the  mariners  and  trace 
'The  unknown  regions  qi  the  feas. 

%  They  iea>re  their  native  fhores  behind, 

favor  of  the  wind  ; 
■*Till  God  commands  and  tempers  rife, 
Which  heave  the  ocean  to  the  ikies. 

3  Now  to  the  heaVns  they  moun^  amain ; 
Now  fink;  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
W  hat  ft r •;  n  Ke  sffri ghu  young  f  ar!  or s  fee  1  * 
And  like  a  ftagg 'ring drunkard  reel ! 

4  When  land  is  far  and  clcath  h  nigh, 
iroft    to  ad  hope  to  Gcd  they  cry  : 
fits  mercy  hear?  therr  loud  acdrefs, 
And  fc-nd.s  fdlvation  in  diftrtfs. 


P  SALM    CVII.  vcb 

r  He  bid!  U  *  licir  wrath  affile. 

inouswavri  for<  et  their  rage  ; 
"T.*  cal:»  ;  etfiei  faito^s  imile  to  lee 
The  haven  where  they  wilh'd  to  be,  J 

6  Omaythc  fern*  of  men  record  ^ 

The  Wood'rous  Roodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
Let  I  hem  theii  private  ofPrlfigs  bring, 
^ndinihe  Church  Hi?  Glory    flog. 
PSALM  CVil.   Fourth    Part  Com.metr^ 
The  Miirir.er's  Pfalm. 

THY  works  of  glory  mighty  Lord, 
Thy  wone'ers  in  the  deep , 
The  fons  of  courage  fball  record  ; 
Wacre  rolling  ociar.s  deep. 

aA^'^y  command  the  v.irrds  arifey 

And  fweil  the  tow'ring  wav^: 
The  men  aftocifh'  :  mount  the  Ikies* 

And  link  in  gaping  graves. 

3  A^ain  thev  climb  the  watry  hills, 
And  p'un^rein  deeps  a^ain  : 

Each,  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels,. 
And  fines  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  temped  roar, 

v  pant  without t'; in.:  breath: 
A^';  or" t;  e  dtfUn-:  more, 

Expect  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  crieg^ 
He  fa  e ars  the  I ou d  re  q u  e  ft  : 

And  orders  ri'euce  through  the  ikies. 

And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 
b  Sai;ovs  rejoice  toioofct^eh  fears, 

the  ftorm  aliay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  p art  appears, 

There  d  their  vows  be  paid 

N  *  Tis  Gcd  who  brings  them  fafe  to  'ar 
Let  ihipid-mQ&ateJRflowj 


zpfi  PSAL  M    ( 

That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  win 

8  O  that  the  fonaof  m 

Tht  soottnefs  of  the  L  • 
A nd  t.  ho  fe  wh o  ft  e  1 1  s ; 

Thy  wond'rous  love  record  ! 

PSAL  M    CVil.    Left -part.  Lonfe  metre. 

Colonies  Planted  ;  or  Nations  BJ*J  a$d    Pmyhca, 
A  Pia'.m  for  Ntw-Englind. 

WL-IE  M  God  provok'd  tfith  daring    crimen 
Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  times> 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  hind. 

i  His  word  can  raifr  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  withered  mountains  trresn  ; 
Send  fhowVybleiTiri;;S  from  the  fides, 
And  harveits  in  the  defarts  rife. 

[^  Where  ^e'L  but  b.=afts  of  prer 

Or  mea  as  fierce  arxi  mid  as  they, 
He  bid?  th*  opp}  eft  and  poor,  fep'ii  r 
And  build  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  for/  the  ftckfis  aTKl  trees  they  pJaut*- 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupp'.ies  their  want  : 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  ftocks* 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks, 

5  Thus  they  arebieft  ;but  if  they  iiu, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in  ; 

A  favaare  crew  invades  their  rands, 
Their  children  die  by  barb'rous  hands* 

6  Their  captive  £  >ns  expos'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 

The  country  lies  unfene'd  untill'd, 
And  deiblation  fpreads  the  field. 

7  Yet,  if  the  humVed nation  mourns, 
&jaia  hifrdreaifulhani  be  fara** 


PSALM      ClX.  soy 

Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  their  dyiag  churches  liv«.] 

8  The  righteous    with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 
Aid  tongue*  of  atht:rts  ihail  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  whom  faints  adore. 

9  How  few,  with  pious  care,  record 
The  wondTous  dealings  of  the  Lord  !" 
But,  wife  obfetvers  toll  fhili  find, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

PSALM    CIX.    Common  metre, 

Lot  £  to  Enemies,  from  the  Example  p/Ch 

GOD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praifej 
Thy  glory  is  my  fon  /  ; 
Tfifcufch  tinner*  (peak  agatnft  thy  grace 
With  a  blafphcmin^  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cnnel  flinders,  faife  and  vain 
TheycompafsM  him  around. 

3  Their  mis'ries  his  companion  move  ; 
Their  peace  he  ftill  purfu'd  ; 

They  render  hatred  for  his  love> 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd,  without  a  caufe  ; 
He   with  his  dying  breath, 

Pray'd  for  his  murd'rers  on  the  croft, 
And  bieft  his  roes  in  death. 

5  Lord  (hall  thy  bright  example  ihin$ 
In  vain  before  my  eyes  ; 

Give  me  a  foul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  iove  my  enemie  s  ! 

6  The  Lord  ihail  on  my  fide  engage, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  name  ; 

I  ftiall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 
Who  Sander  aad  condemn* 
X 


*o8  PSALM    CX. 

PSALM     CX.  Fuji    Pgrt.    Long    itfefre. 

Cbrijl  exalted,  and  multitudes  converted ;    c;>  TV/ 
o*r^  i  of  the  Gojpeh 

THUS  the  Eternal  Father  fpafee 
^To  Chriit  the  Son  ;  "  Aiccnd  and  fit 
"  At  my  right-hand.  WW  I  mall  make 
11  Thy  feus  iubmiffive  at  thy  feet. 
i  u  From  ZioTi  mall  thy  Word  proceed, 
4i  THy  word,  the  lceptfe  in  thy  hand, 
«»     Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
H  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  6*That  day  fliail  mew  thy  pow'i  is  great. 

*•  When  faints  mail  flock  with  willing  mir.uV 
fci  And  finntrs  crowM  thy  temple-ga- xf 
^    Where  honnefs  hi  beauty  mines."  " 

4  O  Bieffed  Pow'ri  O  gfor'mis  day! 
What  a  Large  vicVry  lhali  enfue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey  . 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  aew. 

P  S  A  L  M    CX.    Sscond  part.  Long    rflette. 

Trsj  Kingdom  and  priejikood  ofChrift* 

HHHUS  the  Gveat  Lord  of  earth  and  lea 
JL      Spake  to  his   Son,  and  thus  he  iwore  \ 
"  Eternal  fliail  thy  priefl  hood  be, 
**  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more 

3  "  Aaron  and  all  his  fons  muft  die  : 
"  But  everJafting  life  ts  Tiime. 
4i  To  lave*  forever  thofe  who  fly 
»*     For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  "  By  Me  Melcbizedeck  was  made 

4W  On  earth  a  king  and  pri&ft  at  once  ; 

"  And  thou,  my "hcav'niy  Prieft,  flialt  plead : 

**  And  thou,  my  King,  lliait  rule  my  fons,  * 

4  Je  it*  the  Prieft,  afcer\ds  his  throng 
While  ceanfds  ot  eternal  peace 


PSAL  M    CX. 

Between  tie  Father  and  tbcSen, 

Proceed  with  honor  and  fucceffc. 

5  Thrtfughthe  whole  earth  his  reign  mallfprcui, 
And  cruHi  the  pow'rs  wb'tii  dart  rebel : 

Then  (halt  hejudije  the  riling  dead. 
And  fend  the  gui  ty  world  to  heii. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glor'dus  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  ortfcarsand  blood, 

The  fufPriogs  of  that  2readfui  day 

but  advance  him  near  to  Cod. 

P  S  .1 L  M    CX.    Common  metre. 
Cbt  -  '3771   and  Priefific 

JESUS,  our  Lord,  afcen^  thythione, 
And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 
in  Zjm  mall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubtait. 

■z  What  wonders  (hail  thy  gofpeldo  ! 
Thy  converts  dial]  furpafs 

The  nurn'rous  drops  of  morning-dew, 
And  own  thy  SovVeicn  Grace. 

3  G-sd  hath  proaoune'd  a  firm  decree, 
Nor  changes  wbat'he  lworc  ; 

"  Eternal  fliall  Thy  Priefthood  be 
4i  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  M  aspriuft  ; 

u  That  Kimr  of  high  degree  ; 
p  That  hoiy  man,  who  Abr*i&n  Weft, 
u  Was  but  a  type  ot  thee. 

5  Jefus  our  Pricft  forever  lives 
*  To  plead  for  us  above  ; 

Jefus  our  King  forever  gives 
The  bleffings  of  his  love. 

6  Gcc\  ftiall  exalt  hk  gfor>us  head, 
And  Ins  high  thrcne  maintains 


a io  PSALM    CXI. 

Shil'  ftnke  tne  pow'rs  and  princes  deAd 
Wno  dare  oppofe  his  reign. 

PSALM    CXI.    Firjl  Part.  Com.  rcetre 
The  Wi  <bom  of  God  in  his  Works* 

SONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
To  my  Almighty  God. 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad 

a  How  great  the  works  h*:s  Hand  has  wrought  : 

H  >w  glorious  io  Qbr  ft  rhc ! 
Good  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  fought 

His  wonders  with  dv 

3  Ho*T  moft  exact  is  Nature's  frame  ! 
How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 

His  oounfels  neva*  change  the  fcberr.e 
-    Which  his  firft  thoughts  defi^n'd. 

4  Wh.n  he  rrd.ee m'd  hi?  chefen  fons, 
He  ftx  d  hie  covenant  fare  : 

The  otdei  s  which  hu  lips  pronounce, 
To  e.nd'cfs  years  endure. 

5  Natura  and  tirafe.  and  earth  and  IkicS^ 
Thy  heav'njy  fklil  proclaim  : 

What  mall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  Thy  Name  ? 

6  To  foar  thy  pow'r,  to  trull;  thy  grace, 

Is  our  diviaeft  ildll  ; 
And  h*'s  the  wifeft  of  our  race 

Who  bed  obeys  thy  will. 
PSALM    CXL     Second  part.    Com.  metre. 
Th?  per  feci  ions  of  God. 


GRE1T  is  the  Lord  :  his  woF^e  of  might 
Demand  our  nobkftfongs ; 
J,ft  his  aflcmbled  flints  unite, 
Their  harmonv  of  tongues. 


9  A  L  M     CXIL  ftri 

of  the  Lord  t 
en  food  ; 
ijl  of  his  word, 

rrcat  Redeemer,  came 

To  leal  bis  covenant  lure  : 
Mid  reVrenci  it  I  lis  Name, 
ways  arc  "  ire. 

Thoxz  who  would  :\y  wife, 

Our  faired  proof  of  k  i  ,  :  ie  s 

-  cv'ry  fin. 
PSALM    CXIL  ••  :retre. 

The  tlfjjings   of  ike  liberal  man. 
*T*H  VT  mac 
J 

d  ; 
His  hottfe  th?  fc  w       (hall  be, 

An  i: 

A-:  or 5  crcirfd, 

To 

He 

-v'd, 
(I  lbw'd, 

:  ars 

Itlft. 

re  round, 

ground  i 

uragc  op  : 

me  slight 
T  2 


*n  psalm    cxn. 

5hiResbrIghteft  in  affliction's  night, 

And  ices,  ia  darknels,  beams  of  hope. 

P  a  u  s  E. 
c  [III  tidings  never  c in  iurprife 
The  heart  Vhic'a  fix'd  en  God  relies, 

Thcuh  waves  and  tempers  roar  around: 
Sate  on  the  rock  he  lies,  and  ices 
The  ihip wreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  at  1  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  (hall  lis  triumph  fee, 
And  gnaih  their  teeth  ifi  agony, 

To  find  their  expert ations  croft  ; 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  ipi'e, 
Sink  down  to  everaftiqg  ni 

And  all  their  nam  as  in  darknefs  U  . 

PSALM    C  X II.     Lory,  metre. 

T..  e  BhJJtrigt  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

nPHRlCS  nappy  man  0  ho  fears  the  Lord, 

X      L  v/es  his  co  r  word 

HortoV  andpe  :  nd, 

Andblefii  Ldefee^d. 

1  Comp  ifl&on  d  Ufl  sntnd, 

To  works  pr  mcrcv  \\\\\  incIinVI 

nds  the  p.: or  i  :  aid, 

Or  s*Vc2  t^ern  not   °  De  repaid* 

3  When  times  grow  '/ead 

s  neij.  hh  rs  r  and  with  dread, 
H-  hear:  is  ? 
■  God,  wi 

4  Hi   fou!  wc 

A  ndft  the  dark 

T  -8j 

5  He  hath  difp 

His  works  arc  ULi  before  bis  G 


ps  xiT.  cxm,  2 

H5g  name  m  g  remain, 

-j  envious  tinners  fret  IB  vai 

P  S  A  L    M    CXII.    Common    metre. 
regarded. 

HAPPY  is  .crd, 

■remands, 
ut  reward, 
Oi  gives  with  lib'rai  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwell?  within  his  breaft 
To  all  the  (009  cf  need  ; 
I fwer  hi*  re : 
Sings oq  his  feed. 

11  furprfJe 
His  well  eftablinVd  m:nd  ; 

ugeflies, 

::nd. 

4  In  times  of  general  diftrefs 

ine, 
ew  the  world  his 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  ot  piety  and  love, 

Remain  bei  ord  : 

Honor  on  «  oove. 

Shall  be  h>s  lure  rewaid. 

PSALM      CXUI.    Particular 

The  Ma 

YE  who  delight  tofcl 
The  honors  of  his  name  record  ; 

Kis  Sacred 

W-p  riling 

Let  lands  and  teas  his  powi 
s  Not  time  hot  na1 1 
Can  lominioti^  boofd 

Y.sare  far  below 


au  P§ALJf    CXIU.  . 

Let  no  created  grcatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare. 
Arm'd  with  his  Uncreated  might, 

$  He  boxfS  his  glo^ous  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do. 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things  : 
His  fov'reign  hand  cxa<ts  the  poor  ; 
He  take .5  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 
4  When  childleft  families  defpffir, 
He  rends  the  bleifing  of  an  he»r, 

To  s  Vc ;ie  their  expiring  name  *; 
fThe  mother  with  a  thankful  voice 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  ; 

Letcv'ryarce  advance  bis  fame. 

PSALM    CXIIL  Long  metre, 

Gpd\  Se'd&fiign  and  Grnrouj , 
"VTE  fewa-ts  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
X     Iq  ev'ry  age  his  praffes  fiog  : 
Where  e'er  the  fun  mall  rife  or  let, 
The  nations  fhall  his  praife  repec?r, 
d  Abo^e  the  earth,  beyond  the  fay, 
Stand  His  Hhzh  Throne  of  majelly  ■; 
."N  >r  time,  norpiare  hispow*rreftraihj, 
"Noi  bounds  his  universal  reitfii: 

3  Which  of  the  fons  of  Adixm  dare, 
Or  acre's-  with  their  God  compare  I 
H  >w  divinely  bright, 
Who  ivrtl  s  in  Uncreated  Light  ! 

4  Behold  his  love  !  lie  ftotxp*  tt>  vlcur 
Wha(  fatrtts  aibove  «nd  arigels  Jo  ; 
£  lid  (  now 

r  e  raeai  r.  below. 

Prom  '' 


PSALM    CXIV. 
s  them  the  honor  of  hi?  fon*, 
And  fits'them  for  hi?  heavniy  thronec. 

f  6  A  word  of  His  creuing  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  pad, 
The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at  Uft. 
7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  teiis  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Fiith  may  grow  flroncr,  when  fenfe  defpairs  ; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promiie  bears.] 

P  S  A  L  M    CXIV.   Longra*tre. 
Miracles  attending  IfracPj  Journey, 

WHEN  7/r'rA  freed  from-pberaeb9*  hand, 
Left  the  proud  ttratit  and  his  land, 
tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  o  fa 
Their  King  ;  and  Juich  was  his  throne. 

a  £crofs  the  deep  ;htir  journey  lay  ; 
The  c^p  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 

m  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  fhook  like  frighted  fhe*p  ; 
Like  lambs  the  Hjttlc  e*p  ; 

u  on  her  b&fe  could  fta 

Confi/aus  oi  Sov'reign  Pow'r  at  hand. 

4  What  powV  could  m;;  j  divide? 
Make  Jordin  backward  roll  bis  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  ieap,  ye  little  hills  I 

And  whence  the  fright  which  Sln-l  feels  r 

-5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood, 
Retire  and  kn 
Tta  King  o1  J 
Tremble  thou  t  arth,  adore  and  fear ! 

6  He thunder  Etcurns; 

The  rock  to  {landing  pools  he  turns  ; 
3?iintfl  fpriug  v-  ;  re  at  bis  woid, 

Arid  fires  and  ieaa  confeia  the  1" 


sz6 


PSAL  M    CXV, 


P  S  A  L  M    C.XV.    Long  metre. 

The  true  God  our  Refuge-  ;  or,  Idolatry   reproved, 

NOT  to  ourftlves,  who  are  but  duft, 
Not  be  ourfelves  is  giory  due  ! 
jEternalGod  !  thou  orilyjaft  ! 

Thou  orhy  gracious,  wife  and  trite* 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  .* 
Way  ihou.'fi  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
SnfuJt  u     and  to  raife  ow  fhame, 

Say,  Where  s  the  God  you've  jev.  'dfo  long  ? 

3  Tie  God  we  fLrve  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds  beyond  the  fkies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  this  vain  idols  thty  adore 

Are  fenfeiefs  fhapes  of  ftone  and  v^pod  ; 

At  be  ft  a  rnaft  of  glitt'ring  ore, 

A  filve<-  faint,  oi  golden  god  ! 

\$  WitL*  eyes  and  ears  they  curve  their  head 

I)eaf  are  their  ears  their  eyes  are  blind ; 

In  vain  are  eoftiy  offings  made, 

/In  1  vows  are  feat ter 'din  the  wind. 

6  Thth  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Kor  hands  to  fave,  when  mortals  pray, 
Mortals  who  ray  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.) 

7  O  IreL  make  the  Lord  thy  hope. 
Thy  Help,  thy  Refuse  and  thy  Reft ; 
Tl.-j  Lord  fliad  huife  thy  ruins  up, 
<ftnd  bleft  the  people  and  the  priefti 

ST:e  dead  no  more  can  {beak. thy  praife  J 
Th:y    wetl  in  filence  in  the  grave  ; 
Bu'  we  fnalilive  to  (ing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'ra  to  faye. 


PSAL  M    CXV.  Hj 

PSALM     CXV.    Particular  M. 
Popi/Ii  Idolatry  reproved. 

NOT  to  our  na  ces.  Thou  only  jaft  and  true, 
to  our  worihtefs  names  is  glory  di:: 
Thy  powV  and  grace,  thy  truth  andjuftiee,  cum 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  Sovereign  Name 
Shine  thro'the  earth  from  heaVri  thv  bhit  abode, 
kt  the  heathens  lay  And  *vb€tr: *sj  op?  Gp4  ? 
aHeav'n  is  thine  higher  court  :  there  ftahds  thy 

(throne  ; 
And  through1  the  lower  work's  thy  wi!!  ib  done  ; 
Our  God  rram'd  ail  this  earth,  t  "ns  he 

(Ipread, 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  th  e 
The  k 
Their  raver  iaviours,  and  their  faints  oi 

[3  Vain  are  thofe  artfu1  ihapesof  eyesauc) 

'the.  molten  ima^e  neither  fees  nor  hears  ; 
Their  Lands  ai  e  heiplers.nor  thei 

have  no  fpeech,  nor  thou .  ht,nor 

; 

Yet  fooiifh  mortals  make  their  (c  9 

To  their  deaf  ido^s,  and  taeir  rn 

a  The  rich  have  ftatuft 

poor,  Qahfent  vih  rods  >  ildfr 

With  too's 
Lopt  from  a  treer  or  broken  ck  : 

trig  Ible  ran    radej 
And  truftthegfldf  th -t  fews  and 

5  Beheav'n  ?u*d  earth  amaz  fay, 

Wh:  pid  sey  : 

O  //V/.  truft  the  JLord  !  he  hears  an^i  fees  ; 
Kekho    si  b  and  rtfto  .  cei 

His  worfhi ©  does  a  ih ou ra  rts  yield  ] 

He  L3   hy  tit  !p,  and  He  thine  heav'my  fhie  d. 

truft  the  Lor  A  ;  1  .v  roes,  in  rant) 
/  ruin3  *pd  enforce  their  reign; 


n8"  PASL  M    CXVL 

Had  they  prevailM  darkn.f 
And  death  andlilence  bad  Forbid  hispraife  ; 
Bat  wekrc  fav'd,aad  live  ;  ict  fon^s  arife, 
,  bleis  the  God  who  built  the  ikies* 

PSALM     CXVI.     Firjpart. 

Re cox  ery  from  Sicknefs. 
T  LOVE  the  Lord ;  he  beard  my  cries> 
i.     And  pitty'd  tv  ry  groan  : 
Long  as  1  live,  when  troubles  rife, 
I'll  haften  to  his  throne. 

i  I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  eha/i'd  my  griefs  ^av  : 
O  let  my  heart  20  mure  defpair, 
While  i  have  breath  to  pray  ! 

•  Cell  d.  ciir/d,  my  fpiiits felt; 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead  , 
While  inward  p^nis,  a.  J  h^rs  of.  hell 
Perplex  d  my  wake  fa  head. 

4  a  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  fervant  fave, 
"  Thou  ever  good  aad  juft  ; 

"  Thy  pow'r  can  refcue  from  the  grave  ; 
"Thy  p  ;»v'r  i*  all  my  trurL" 

5  The  Lord  belieid  me  fore  diilreft  ; 
He  bid   my  pairs  remove  : 

R.  tarn,  my  foul  to  God.  thy  Reft, 
P01  thou  haft  known  his  love. 

6  -ly  God  hath  Wd  my  foul  from  death, 
And  dvy'd  irr.  tailing  tears: 

Ko'.v  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breath, 
A    I  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM     CXVL    Second  part. 
Vows  m -de  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  ;or^  Fid)* 

lie  thanks  for  Private  Delii  erar.ee* 
^THi  \y§  iii.il  !  reader  to  my  God 
W      For  a!  his  k  adnefe  mown  f 
My  >ode, 

My  longs  address  fciiy  throng 


?  3  A  L  MC-YVIL  S19 

%  Among  the  faints  who  fill  thine  hauft 

My 
There  lha!;  my  zeal  perform  the  vowi 

My  1 

3  How  much  is  rr.ercvthv  dt  irht, 
aEver-BltfiedGod'! 

How  dear  thy  iervants  in  thy  G 
How  prtc  .  r  blood  1 

4H)w  happy  all  thy  fervants  z:z  ! 

H  »w  gfteat  thy  grace  to  e 
My  life  which  then  hail  nude  thy  care- 
ts )rd    i  devote  to  thee. 
if  >w  I  am  thine  \  \  ~c. 

Nf  a  r  (h  a  1 1  m  y  p  u  rp  ofe  m  p "  •  ■;  j 
Thy  hand  hath  ico-  <i  my  bonds  of  pain; 
:  bound  me  with  thy  lore. 

6  Hear  in  Thy  Court*.  I  lease  my  vcvr, 
An,:  t y  rfch  grace  record; 

->  hear  me  nowf 
If  I  Forjake  the  Lord. 

PSALM    C  XV II.    Common    Metre. 

Praife  toQodfr:rr.  1.':  Nations* 

OALL  yc  ittttOBJ,  pratfe  the  Lord, 
E  ich  *-'th  ad  fr.tn:  tongue  ; 

h  .v'  ■  It  am  his  word, 

aao  c  be  Tung. 

*  H  :  thron  -h  evVy  b&dk 

abroad  : 
Forev-r  firm  ft*  truth  (hall    ftand  ; 
A. 
PSALM    CXV1I.    Long  Metre. 

FR  )M  *H  who  dwell  he-ow  the  KM 
Le:  the  Create  -.rife  ; 

ie  Redeemer's  Nine  be  fang 
TJfcotitftieVry  UndbycvV 


PSALM    CXVir.  CXYTIL 

a  Eternal  are  \h\  Lord 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  wofd  ; 
Thy  praife  fmil  found  from  Iho.c  to  more* 
,Tili   funs  (hall  rife  and  iVt  ro  more. 

PSALM     CXVll.    Short  metre. 

^Hfr^.e  Almighty   j 
JL      Shall  found  thf  at  lands  ;  ■ 

Great  is  ;"  thy  word  ; 

Thy  truth 

2  Far  be  th'no  h-io/  tgrea<£ 

And  long  thy  praife  endure  ; 
*Tili  morning  light  and  ev  Ring  ili.ide 

Shad  be  exchan^'dnc  more. 

F  5'  \  L  M    CXtlll.  I 

£teti&Aratic$  from  a  Tumults 
HTMIE  L  rs  m  y  helper  now,  . 

A      Nor  is  m  aid 

Whai  ea    do, 

is  its  aid. 

tear  Lord  to  hgspe  in  thee, 

Than  trail  in  men  o\  gree, 

And  on  tbeW^riith  depend. 
5  L  feel  ees  my  foes  bciet  nit  ronn  1 

A  large  and  3  n  ; 

But  I  (hall  ail  their  ra^e  confound, 
Bf  thine  A1. mighty  Arm. 

4  7T:3tnrou*h  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftrtm;* ; 

In  him  my  lip-  r.-j  >*ce  ; 
White  h;-  :  m  "  fohg. 

How  cnea:fuv  h  m/  wee  ! 

<j  Like  inry  >  :   n-  rjiitii 

When  God  tiny  H/  : 

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***  PSA  LM    CTVIM. 

Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  Hiall  reil, 
And  envy  rzgt  in  vain, 

4  What  though  the  fates  of  hell  wilh£ood  3- 
Yet  muft  tMs  building  rife  ; 

^Xis  thy  own  work,  A  mi  ghty  God, 
And  wond'rousin  our  eyes. 

PSALM    CXVlll.  Fourth  Part.  Com.metre 

Hofanr.G  ;  the  LorcTi  day  ;  ©r  Chrtfi's  RefurrtfiiMt 
and  our  Salvation. 

THTS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  j 
He  calls  the  hcurs  his  own  ; 
Let  heav'u  rejoice  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praife  furround  thy  throne. 
3,  To  day  he  role  and  left  the  dead  ; 

And  fatan's  empire  ftli  ; 
To  day  t^e  faints  his  triumph  fpread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hofcnna  to  th"  an  nointed  King, 

To  jD^*^  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  :  defcend  and  bring 

Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
4  Bleftbe  the  Lord  v  ho  comes  to  men 

With  meflages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 

To  fave  our  linfui  race. 

5  Ho /anna,  in  the  higheft  (trains 
The  Church  on  earth  c?n  raife: 

The  higheft  heav'ns  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife 

PSUM    CXVlll.  Short  metre. 

jin  Ho  anna  /or  the  Lord?  s~  day  ;  ery  A  new  fang 
o/  Si/ration  byCtrij'L 

SEE  what  a  Living  Stone 
The  builders  did  itfufcl 


4  Thi 

: 

-73  ; 

On 

P  letre 

LO  r 

j 


*H  PSALM    CXlX. 

A  thoufand  honors  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light  and  glory  reft  ! 
4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
JL,et  the  whole  church  adirefs  their  King 
With    hearts  of  joy  and  fongs  ox  praiie* 

PSALM    CJHX 

1 1  h*ve eolkfifd  and  dl  pofed  the  moft  uefu  I  vertn 
of  this  p  aim  under  ef$f?teen  dfferent  heads,  and 
formed  a  Divine  Soru  upo?i  each  cf  them  ;  but 
the  njcrfes  are  too  much  tranf^o  ed  to  attain  any 
degree  of  connection . 

In  :ome  places  among  the  rjjerds,  law,  commands, 
judgments,  teftimonies,  I  haveujed*  gefpel, 
word,  ^race,  truth  promid  s,  &c  a  mo>e  a* 
greeabl?  to  the  New-Teft '  -mrnt  a^d  the  common 
iangucge  of  Coriftvms  ;  and  it  equally  anfwers 
the  defign  of  the  P  aim- ft,  <which  (was  to  re  com* 
mtnd  the  Holy  Scriptures, 

PSALM  CXIX.  FtrJIParU 

Bhjjedners  of  Saints  end  the  Mifery  oj  Sinner  i, 
Ver.  i  2,  3. 
.EST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart, 
Whofc    ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fJv  from  ev'ry  fin. 

a  Bieft  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 

And  praclife  thy  commands  ; 
With  their    whole  heart  they  feek.  the  Lord> 

And  ferve  thee  w;th  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 
3  Greaf  is  their  pene;  who  love  thy  tew  ; 

How  firm  their  fouls  abide  ! 
J^or  can  a  b-^  d  temptali«n  draw 

Tfceir  fleady  feetafkk. 


PSALM    CX1X  **i 

Ver.  6. 

4  Then  mall  my  he*rt  have  inwa-djoy, 
\nd  keep  my  face  from  (heme. 

When  ah  tby  ltatutcs  I  obey, 
And  hc^or  all  thv  name. 

Ver.  lx,  11S, 

5  But  hav?hly  (ir.ners  God  will  hate, 
The  proud  ihalldie  accurft; 

Tnc  tons  of  talfhood  and  d  ectit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 

Ver   199,.  155. 

6  ViTe  as  the  draft  the  wjektrcrare  ; 
And  thofe  who  1  -ave  thy  ways 

ShaJ1  fee  fa  vation  from  afar, 
But  never  tail?  thy  grace. 

PSALM    CXIX.  &t97td  Part. 

Secret Deict; oris  end  Spiritual   Meditation*  ;  cry 
conjlant  Cot  3  erfi  with  Gc.i. 

Ver  X47,  55. 

TO  Thte.  before  the  light, 

My  graciovs  God   [pray  ; 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  ni^ht, 
And  keep  thy  Law  bv  day. 
Ver  81. 
s  My  fpirit feints  to  l:e  thy  jrrace; 

Thy  promiic  bears  me  up  ! 
And  while  folvation  long  delays, 
Thy  wordfupports  my  hope. 
Vcn  164. 
v'r.  times  a  day  I  lift  rrry  hands, 
And  pay  niy  rhaftks  to  thee  : 
TVit  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated)  praifefro  rn  nae. 
Ver.  f)2- 
a  When  m:  ■nfeht  dirkncfs  veils  the  flriea,     i 

I  call  thy  work*?  to  min  k  : 
My  th^u^htsm   k  '.-m  rWotion  rifef 
£a&  fwget  acceptance  find. 


P  S  A  L  M    C?\X. 
PSALM    bXiX.   rbirdJPart. 

Profeffion's  cf  Sincerity   Repentance,  and  Obedience % 

oo. 
HPHOU  -  Guy  God  ; 

know  thy  way, 
:-.;:  t  n:-.i:es  ha4te  ty  obey,  thy  word, 
a  no  delay. 

-  lo*  14. 
2  I  choofe  the  path  of  heav'niy  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 
Not  Pditbe  ricjies  ofiheca:th 

Gould  make  nae  fa  rejoici. 
5  The  testimonies  of  thy  gi 

I  fet  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thcia  l  derived  ri^y  daily  ilrcnjth. 

And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Vtr  59. 

4  If  once  I  war.  ,  y  paths, 
I  think  upon  my  ways  ; 

Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands 
And  truitthy  pard'ning  grace, 
Ver.  94,  m. 

5  No-v  I  am  thine  for  ever  thine  1 
O  lave  thyfervant  Lord  ! 

Thou  art  my  Shield,  my  Hiding- Place; 
*yiy  hop-  is  in  thy  ward. 
Vet.  iit- 

6  Thou  hail  inchVd  this  heart  cf  mine 
Thy  JUtittee  to  fulfil  ; 

And  thus,   'tiil  mortal  life  mall  end, 
Wpuid  I  perform  thy  will. 


P  S  A  L   M     CATX.  Fourth  part. 

InjlniF.  i  0  nfro  m  S  cri  p  tare . 
Vf  ,  9 

tTOW  (had  theyoun-frc  re  their  hearts, 
X     /bid  guard  their  lives  iromfia? 
Thv  pails 

To  keep  the  conscience  cleaffc 


i 


PSAL  M    CXI  A*.  <*; 

W  "n     once  it  inters  to  thr  mind 

It  :  '.  abroad 

The  meaneft  fou  lion  find, 

An  s  to  God, 

V<rr.  105. 
3  Tis  like  t^e  Sun  a  beavnly  light* 

ttu  diy  ; 
And  through  the  dai  gcrs  ot  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lcid  our  way. 

Ifer.  94.  ice. 
4 The  men  who  keep  toy  la.v  tmh  care. 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Gnw  r  teachers  are, 

And  better  know  the  Lord. 
V.-r.  1-4.  1:5. 
5  Thy  precrpU  make  me  truly  wife ; 

G    .      :- :         road  ; 
I  hate  my  own  v  rhlch  rife* 

Bj.  iove  thy  aw,  mv  God. 

Ver,  8$  9  1  91. 
[6  TheftarryheaVna  thy  mk:  ob  y  ; 

The  earth  maintains  her  \  a:e  j 
Andtheit  thy  fervants  pkhi  and  day 
Thyikill  and  po  v'r  cxprcis. 

7  But  ftili  thy  law  and  pofpd  Lord 

Hive  >rc  divine  : 

Kot  t  n^erthan  thy  word, 

Norftan  fo  uot 

Ver.  160    14c  9,  1x6. 
S  Thy  word  i£  ct  ruth  ; 

pure  is  ev'ry  p 
That  h<3\j  book  (hail  guici  s  ::h, 

And  well  1  up port 

PS  AIM    CATIX  fl) 
fkXgbt  in  J;.;  ran  ;  pr,  riw  H 

Ver   07. 

OHOWI  iove  thv  holy  law  \ 
'Titdai*!  guts 


s*8  PSALM      CA 

And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night?. 

Ver,  14?. 
a  Tvly  waking  eyes  prevent  the' day, 

To  meditate  thy  woi .  I  ; 
My  ioui  wiih  lonpne  melts  away 

To  hear  thy  goiod  Lor.i. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  erigagc.J 
How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 

'And  i:-i  my  tireibme  pilgrimage 
Yidds  me  a  heav'nly  long. 
Vefc  19,103. 

4  Ami  a  Granger  or  at  home, 
'Tis  ray  j.erpct'ai  feaft! 

Net  honey  dropping  from  the  comb, 
So  much  allures  the  tafte. 

Ver.  72.  127. 

5  N©Jtreafures  fo  enricfc  the  mind ; 
Nor  (hall  thy  word  be  fold, 

For  loads  &f  filver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  d£ chotceft  g  «  ;d. 

Ver.  28-  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  (inks  and  fpirits  oroop, 
Thy  p ro  ail fc s  of  gr ace 

Are  pillars  to  tup  port  my  hope? 
And  there  1  write  thy  praiie. 

P  S  A  L  M     CJfJX  Si'xt*>    part. 
Hollne/s  and  Comfort  fro??:  the  Word, 
Ver"  128. 
Y    OljLDl,  I  er>ee  ro  thy  ju dements  right, 
J._i     And  ail  .hy  fratutes  juft, 
Thence  1  maintain  a  conftant  fight, 
*    With  ev'ry  flatt'img  hut . 
Vtir  97^9. 
a  Tby  pre  cent?  oi ten  3  furvey  : 

1  keep  thy  taw  isi  fight, 
Through  all  the  bus'nefs  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 


v  L  M     CA'IA 

.  62. 

a  I  .      :       t"  be  !*' 

inks  to  Thee. 
Ver.  16  z. 
4  Ar  iks berfill, 

of  thine, 
ity  men,  who  fhaie  the  fpotfj 
npar'd  to  mine. 

P  S  A  L  M    CATX,  Srvtntkpatt. 

.  .  (j/*  Nature  a?id perfection  9 

Vet  90   Par^phrated. 

LET  ?il  tfvhea'.hen  writers  join 
one  perfed  book  ; 
Great  God  if  once  compar'd  with  Thine, 
r  writing 5  look  I 

e  199ft  perfcclniles  they  gave 
- \a  ; 
kad  a  ftep.bc.yi  ave  ; 

Thine  conduct  to  heav'4. 

3]  tnd  of  what  we  call 

eclioa  here  below  : 
X2?w  fnort  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 

And  c;m  no  further  go  ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  bejqft  wiib  God, 
By  works  th-ir  hands  nave  wrought  ;  - 

ing  broad, 
Ex  lend  toeVry  the 

vain  we  boaft  p^rfc^lion  here, 
defiles  oar  frame  ; 

virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  defcrve  the  n?rne. 

&  Our  faith  and  love  and  f  vVy  grace 


aa9, 


ijo  PSALM    CXfX. 

But  perfr#  truth  and  righteouei 

Dwui  on  y  vsiih  the  Lord. 

PSALM    C  .IX  Eighth  part 

The  Word  o.  God  is  ike  Saint1  i  Portion  ;or,  Tbt 
Exauencj  and  7. .ruty  of  Scripture. 

I    CRD   i  have  made  thy  word  my  choice , 
-•    My  lajtiog  beriuge  \ 
Tj  c  e  ihail  rr.y  rtob'efb  po-'rs  rejoice, 
My  warnuft  thoughts  engage. 

*  I'll  read  che  h  ftV.es  e*  thy  'ove 

n--  ke  p  thy  iawfi  in  li  ht  ; 
V.'hi  e  through  thy  pr  >mifesi  rove 
With  tver  frefli  Ce.'ght. 

3  ' Tis  a  broa/1  tad  of  wealth  unknown, 
Wbe  e  fp  irus  t>f  ife  ari<e  ; 

Seed  of  im  mortal  &)ifs  are  fown, 
/.mi  bid.  ea  gtory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  which  mourners  hk\£§ 
It  makes  qui  forrow*buft  ; 

Cur  faireft  hope  b.-yoi  d  the  ^rave, 
A.ad  cur  tternai  reft. 

P   S  A  L  M    CXIX.  Ninth  Pari. 

Defire  o)  kno-vhd^?  .;    cr   the  teachings      of  the 
Spirit  with  th?  Word. 

Ver  64   68    x%. 

THY  merc;es  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  ; 
How  good  thy  works  appear 
Open  mine  --yes  te  read  thy  word, 
And  ice  thy  wrewltrs  there. 
V  r   73    11$, 
s  Mv  heart  '.va:  fafh'orrd  by  thins  hand  2 

My  fervtce  is  thy  due  ; 
O  matte  thv  i'ervanr  und  rftand 
Jlk  *!u  ties  he  nuut  do  j 


PSALM    CXIX. 

.  19 

3  SinceF:^  a 

Let  not  lh]  h;d  ; 

But  mark  the  road  my  fi  cl  fhculd  ga* 
And  be  my  conftant  gttfcie. 
\>r."  20. 

4  When  T  ccnfefsM  my  wattdYng  ways  ; 
Thou  heard'ft  my  foul  complain  ; 

Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace. 
Or  If  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 

5  !f  Cr  I  (hew, 
And  he*                            lit, 

His  •.  fuc  ; 

His  law  (hail  1 1 

-   ;t, 

I  bore 
Va 

□aotej 

A: 

Ver.  - 1 . 
.lie j  me,  now  ; 
I'll  - 
ffof  :  ■  go, 

Sha 

PSALM     CXIX.     7, -;.;  Pari. 


Ver. 

B.  Lord, 

For  all  myl 

W 


P  S-A  L  M    CXi 
Ver.  4i,  58,  j 

a-Haft  thou  no:  on  oown, 

And  promis'd  ig  grace  ? 

Bo3inoi  ray  heart  addre 
And  yet  thy  love  ddaya. 

Ver.  123  4^ 
line  eyes  for  thy  falvati  >ii  fail ; 
O  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 

inglips  prevail, 
:a  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49/74/ 
4'Didft  thou  notraife  my  faith,  O  Lord; 

Yneh  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  (hall  rejoice  in  my  re  ward  j 
And  t.ui,  as  wreU  as  feaft 

PSALM    CJHX.ia&x***^ 

Brtaibiiig  after  Holmefs 

Ver.  r,  35. 

3TH  \T  the  Lord  rouid guide  mv  a 
Tokecphisitatiites  fl 
O  :*xit  my  God  wc  iild  ^rant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  ids  will  ! 
Ver.  -9. 
znd  Thy  Sp 
Thy 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  dc.  ■ 
iat*s  rare 
Ver- 
I  3  From  varity  turn  cii 
Let  uoc  4rn, 

X'.r  covetous  dt  fire  sari  fe 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 
i .  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  nncere  ; 
1  have  no  dominioa   Lord, 
I   Bui  keep  mycoafekace  dear. 


ULM     CXI 

iraftoy  ? 

P  : 

.  l'vt  DOt  fo 

6>I<ke  me  to  w* 
'Ti  «d: 

P  S  A  L  M    CXIX. 

I      j 

Thou 
Ic: 

Ver.  :9   1 1 6. 

ar  ; 
Uph  • 

let  my  fhanae  appear. 

3  Be  thcu  afurety;  Lord,  r 

But  make  tl 

Theihiningscf  I 

me  eyes  wit! 

i  make  my  c        * 

Ver.  i 


til  PSALM    CXTX 

PSALM    QX\X.    Thirteenth  Pa*. 
Holy  fear,  at:  a  Tendewtefs  of  Cotjcience* 
V?r.  io, 

WITH  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face  ; 
Ole^  me  never  (bray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  trod  the   finrers  way 
Ver  ii. 
&  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart- 

To  k-ep  my  confeience  dean, 
And  be  an  tvcriaftini?  guard 
from  ev'ry  riling  Ma 

Ver.43,  So*  *JS- 

3  ]7m  a  companion  of  the  Taints, 

Who  fear  a~d  love  tie  Lord  ; 
My  lorrovvs  rife  my  nature  f  aints, 
W  :en  men  tranurefs  thv  word. 
Ver.xSt,  163, 

4  While  ft  mcrs  do  thy  gofpcl  wrong, 
M>  lpirit  (rands  in  awe  ; 

My  Dul  abhors  the  ly'ru  tongue, 

Bur  loves  thy  righteous  law. 

Ver.  161    120. 
2  My  hearr,  wi'hficrec  reverence  hears* 

Vb*  threr 'wings  of  thy  word  : 
Mylk-fh.  with  holy  *  rem  b  ling,  'ears, 

Trie  judgments  oft:ieL^rd. 
V  r.  1 65   174. 
6  My  God.  1 1 3ng,  I  1  ope,  I  rait 

Foi  thy  fa  virion,  ftill  ; 
While  thy  *ho\  law  is  mydcTightf 

And  I  obey  thy  wiE, 

PS.U  M     CXIX.     Fo'iriernih  part. 
Bewit  of  Ajf.  6  "'t  them* 

Vtr.  153    81 

CONSIDER  ali  my  ibrrqws  Lord, 
.•  nci  thy  y"  nd  ; 

My  foul  foy  thy  I 

When  will  my  troubles  cad  s 


P  S  A  i 
i  Yet  I  have  foi  rr.c, 

3  This  is  t! 

And  halt  \ 

Ycr. 

4  Had  not  thv  w 

My  foul,  oppr, 

fuak  among  the  d 

Ver.  -  - 

5  I  know  fhy  judgments,  Lord. 

Tho  they  may  re  ; 

The  fl 

Ver.  67. 

6  B.forel  knevr  thy  chaining  rod, 

r  feet  were  apt  to  ftmy  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
thy  way. 

PSALM    CXIX  Fifteenth  PJft. 
Holy  Reot 

OTI-I  AT  thy  f-atute;-,  ev'ry  hour, 
igpow'r, 

.  15,  16. 

2  To  meditate  t  d, 

- ;d  f 


*36  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver 

3  How  would  I  run   in  thy  commands, 

Ii  thou  my  heart  difcha  ' 
From  fin  and  and  tatan's  fcrtefai  chains, 
And  let  my  feet  at  fjirge  ! 

Vtr»  i3;  46, 

4  M  •  !ips,  mth  courage,  4l> aii  declare 
Thy  ftatiltes  and  thy  name  ; 

I'll  fpeak  thy  won*,  V  ough  kings ih&uld  he ai 
K -j i'  yiel    to  (infill  fhame. 

V:r.  61,  60,  70. 

5  Let  bands  or  -  erfecutors  rife 
To  100  me  of  my  ri  rl  t  ; 

2>t  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  \s  my  d?figh£ 

Ver.  ir-, 

6  Depart  from  me.  ye  wicked  race, 
Whole  hands  and  hearts  arc  ill ! 

I  lov.-  my  God  I  kwe  hiiivvajs, 
And  ihuii  obey  his  will. 

PSALM    CX  X.    Sixteenth  p&ri, 
Prayer  for  $>ukk*ning  Gjpqpfy 

Ver    25    37. 
°j\  f( Y  foul  <ies  cleaving  to  th«  duft  ; 
jYi     Lord  --we  rne  hfe  divine  ; 
I-r-  m  vain    left  es  a!  d   Vry  lull 
Turn  off  thefe  <  yes  of  mine* 

1  I  need  the  infi'ence  of  thy  grace 

To  fpecd  rne  in  my  way, 
L  e  \  i  m  fc  1 1 M 1 0  iter  i  d   m  y  \  ac e, 

Or  turn  my  Feet  a  Ft  ray. 

Vcr. '107. 
3  Whm  fore  affliction?  piefa  rne  down, 

I  need  thy  qirek':;ice  po-v'rs  : 
Thv  word,  which  \  have  relied  on, 

Siiall  help  my  hcM**eft  hours. 
Vcr.  156.  40. 
.4  £re  not  thy  mercies  (ov'rgiga  ftllT^. 

And  Ifcou  a  faithful  Gr_>cl  r 


P   SALM    CXTX.  157 

YJWt  then  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heav'niyroad  ? 

Ver.  159.  40. 

5  D'^es  not  mv  heart  t'  y  precepts  love*  - 
And  on^  t  nee  thy  face  ? 

An  !  ytt  how  flr-v  my  fp'ritsmove, 
Without  emiv'ninfc  grace  ; 
Ver.  93 

6  Then  fhall  I  love  thy  irofpel  more, 
And  n;'er  forget  tny  word, 

When  I  nave  feit  its  quick'ning  powV, 
Ts  draw  me  near  the  Lord, 

PSALM     CXIX.  Seventeenth  part. 
Courage  and  Pcrfeverance  under  Per] ecution  ;  or 
Grace  Shifting  in  difficulties  and  Triah. 
Ver.  143,  2*. 

WHEN  pain  and  an^uiih*  feize  me.  Lord, 
All  ray  fupport  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  foul  diifolves  for  heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ftrengttTning  grace. 

Ver.  $t3  69,  110. 
a  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies  i 
They  watch  my  feet  with  env'ous  eyes, 
And  tempt  ray  foul  to  (hares  and  fin  ; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 

Ver.  itx,  78. 
g  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe  ; 
They  '.ate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
Bat  I  will  truil  and  fear  thy  name, 
fThI  pride  and  malice  di*  with  Ihamc . 

P  S  AL  M    CXrX.     Lq/tfXtrt. 

Sinai  fed AJliaions  :  or.  Dslig bt in  the  IVordofGid, 
Ver.  67,  59. 

FT'IER  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
H  >wkind  was  thy  chaftizmg  rod, 
Which  forcM  my  conicience  to  a  ftand, 
And  brought  my  waad'ring  foul  to  God  ! 


P  S  A  L  N    ' 
^"i : ill  an-!  \ 

orii, 
I  lcrt  my  £uid    . 

L*:t  now  1  love  a  .  hy  word* 

Ve.\  71. 

3  'Tis  crood  for  me  i  \.~9 
rOi  pride  is  apt  to  rile  and  f 

1 
That  I  migjitkarn  his  future*  .-. 
Yw.  : 

4  Th< 

T  an  .;. 

5  TI 

Thy   : 

And  juaru  ai£  fai 

yd 

6  Then  al  •  f:-ar  tht  L 

Au  my  f . 

A-- 


P  5 


M    CXX. 


cit  i* 

2  I  la: 

\V  E  waf:e 

3  O  !  rin  :  ;;ce, 
ILcw  tfouid  I  c 


PSALM    CXXI.  w 

In  fome^ild  lonefome  wildemefSg 
And  »eavc  thtfe  gates  of  hell ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blefling  that  I  feck  ; 
I'l  )>.v  loviiy  are  its  charms  ! 

I  am  ior  peace  ;  but  when  I  fpaek, 
They  ail  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paffion?  fall  their  fouls  engage, 
Aid  keep  their  malice  ftrong  : 

What  mail  be  d3ne  to  curb  thy  rage, 
Q  thou  devouring  to»gue  ? 

6  Shcmld  burning  arrows  fmitethee  thro\igJi> 
Strict  juftice  womd  approve  ; 

But  I  would  rathe*  fpat  e  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM    CXXI.  Long  me  tae. 
Jbivixe  Prote&ion. 

UP  to  the  hiH*  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
TV  eternal  hills  beyo  k)  the  Ikies ! 
Thence  all  tar  help  my  loul  derives  : 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

«  He  lives,  the  EverUfiing  God, 
Who  built  the  world,  wno  fpread  the  flood, 
The  heav'ns,  with  all  their  hods,  he  made, 
And  the  daik  regions  of  the  deaiL 

3  He  guides  cur  feet,  hr  jruards  our  way  ; 
Ki?  morning  fmiles  b!e£>  af  the  day  ; 
He  fpreads  the  evening  veil  and  kc  ps 
The  (iitftt  hours,  while  Irel  flceps* 

.4  Ffr'tla  name  divinely  b'eft, 
May  rife  kcure,  feeuie  yrtft ; 
Tt -v  holy  Guardian's  wak- fir.  eyes 
Admit  no  fluxber  nor  furp.ize. 

5  No  fun  iliali  finite  thy  he.id  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon,  with  fir  k-y  r::y 
S-aii  baft  thy  couch  :  no  babiul  Itat 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 


|4?  P  3  A  -L  M    CHEJfcT. 

6  .Should  ear  !>  and  h  j!i  with  malice  bum, 

id  the  Loi  d  i 'njy  care 

Defends  thy  life  from  cv'ry  iharc. 

7  On  thee  £pui  fpirits  have  no  pow'r  ; 

. ...  d.  i  :i':v:  aonr, 
.    ,  road, 

Shall  be&  th-e  homeward  to  ihy  God. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXC    Common  metre* 

/V.*  f  r i w  .  nd  night*- 

TObeav'n  F  lift  my  waiting  eye*  : 
There  ah  my 
T«*e  .Lord  «  ho  built  Cat  card  and  ikies, 
Is  my  pcrpe  t  ual  avi  I . 

a  Their  feet  (bail  never  Okie,  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defur.s  to  keep** 
His  ea-  attends  the  fofte'ft  call ; 

His  eyes  can  never  deep. 

3  He  will  Tuftsin  our  weaker!  pow'rs, 
With  his  Almighty  arm  ; 

And  watch  our  mot!  unguarded  hours 
&gain$  futprizi 

4  IlrJd  rejoice,  and  reftfcejare  ; 

.  ord  ; 
His  w^kfera)  ^yes  efnploy  Lispow'r 
For  thine  eterniii  gia 

5  jrTor  fco    ;    ngfufc,  nor  fickly  moon? 
Sliall  have  h:s  leave  to  finite  ; 

i£lds  thy  bead  fi  ng  noon, 

From  biafting  d  i~:os  at  night* 

6  He  guards  thy  Sul,  he  T  breath, 

WKcre  tMcKefcdanr 
Co.  and  return  ^ 

'Till  God  coming:  oijie. 


P  s  A  l  m    CX3  ■-;:.-         *u 

PS.. 

From  Go 
Fne  Go 

ah  and  natu 
God  is  the  Tow'r 
To  w 

Inev'ry  h. 

kars. 
ke  ui  eyes 

3  No  burnt!; 

air 
Sta'i  taVe  n 

TL< 

And  thou  my  ft 
To  guard  i    - 

son. 

lid  I 

.  Lth. 

'Till,  from  on  hi 
The. 

P  S  A  L  M   C 
G&: 

[OW  ejoice,to  hcarj 


142  PSALM    CXXih 

In  Zioft  lit  vs  all  appear^ 
And  keep  thefolcmn  day  t 

z  I  Jove  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  : 
The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace* 

Starch  Uke  a  palace,  built  fer  God, 
To  fhew  his  milc'er  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown, 

Tne  holy  tribe*  Drepare-  .* 
The  lbn  of  I^pvid  holds  his  throne, 
And  (its  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praiies  and  complaints : 

And,  wUle  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  fanners  from  ttfe  faints, 

We  tremble  and  rejoice. 
m  Peace  be  within  th:s  (acred  place, 

And  jov  a  roaftaot  pueft  ! 
With  holy  gi!W,  and  hcav'nly  grac? 

Be  her  attendants  freft  ! 

6  My  foul  'hall  pray  for  Zkn  flit, 

Whi-e  life  or  breath  remains  : 
There  my  beft  friends,  my  kindred  dwell : 

There  God,  my  feviour,  reign?. 

P  5  A  L  M      CXXJL 
Geirg  to  Qhvrck. 

HOW  rleas'd  and  bleft  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
Com*, let  H<  fceek  our  God.  to-ddj  ; 
Yc-s>  with  a  ch tar nl  zeal, 
We  hafte  to  ZWj  hi*, 
And  tiere  our  vows  and  haaowpay. 

%  Zion,  thrice  hippy  rv.ace  ! 

Adorn'd  with  wond'rous^raee, 
'And  walls  offlfren^th  ?mWrace  thse  round: 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear. 

Toprav  and  praifc.  and  hear 
T^e  facred  gofpeFs  joyful  found. 


V  S  A  Ir  M    CXYIIf, 

3  There  Da  fid's  Greater  Son 

H  is  Rx'd  hi'  Royal  Throne  ; 
Ht  firs  for  grace  and  judgment  thsr6$ 
1U  bids  the  faints  lie  g 

And  makes  .he  finners  fad, 
And  humb  j  jlce  with  fcan 

4  P^av  peace  attend  tlrygatC) 

And  joy  within  thee  wait 
To  bteis  the  fou!  of  tVry  gue$  : 

The  man  who  fecks  thy  peice, 

And  wiihes  thine  increafe, 
A  thoufand  bfeffiaga  on  him  reft  ! 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
Psr.ce  to  tb':s  [acred  boidc  I 

For  there  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell  ; 

And  fincemy  glor'ous  C 

Makes  th  jde, 

My  foul  fhaii  ever  love  thee  wtll. 

PSALM    CXXIII. 

Pleadings  with  Sutmtijhm. 

O;  THOU  whoffe  grace  and  juitice  reign 
E.ithron'd  above  the  fkies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  teii  their  pain, 
To  thee  wt  life  our  i  j 

%  A  s  (errant*  watch  their  mafrer's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  ftfoke  ; 

lids  before:  t&cir  nuftreifl  ftand, 
1  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 

3  So  for  our  fins  we  iuftiv  fed 
•  Vise  QQ 

rent  flill. 
Till  tboo  remove  thy  rod. 

4-  Thofe  iri  1  pJeafttrc  fi?8 > 

Our  daily  groans  deride  ; 

c*  mercy  give 
rrvfn  courage  to  thueir  pride* 
X 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXIV,  CXXW 
S   Our  foes  infuit  us,  hut  our  hope 

In  thy  companion  i,: 
This  thought  fhatt  bear  our  fpirits  up, 

T;ut  God  will  nctdefpife. 

PSALM      CXXVI. 

A  Son*  for  Public  Dsliitrtfice. 

TTAD  nor  the  Lord,  may  7/rVfay, 
JtjL  lad  not  the  Lord  maintain  d  our  fide, 
When  men  to  make  our  live?  a  prey, 
llofe  fike  the  fWel,Mng  of  the  tide  : 
a  The  fwellin^  trie  had  flopt  our  breath, 

did  the  waters  roll, 
We  had  oeen  fvvallow'd  deep  in  death  : 
Proud  waters  had  o'er  whelm'd    our  ioul. 

3  We  leap  fo.joy  we  fhout  and  fi«ng, 
Who  juft  efcap'dthe  fatal  ft r ok e  ; 
So  files  the  bird  with  chearfui  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  fnare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  b"ei7ed  be  the  Lerd, 
Wno  broke  the  fowler's  curfed  fnare, 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  f#ord, 
And  made  our  lives  and  fouls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah  *s  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  ikies  ; 
He  who  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  eyes. 

PSAL  M    CXZV.  Common  metre. 

The  Saints'  Trial  end  faftty. 
TTNSIUKENasthe  facred  hill, 
vJ      And  firm  as  mountains  be, 
n  as  a  rock,  ths  foul  ihall  reft, 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  Tfeee. 

Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Q  A  Salem* i  happy  ground, 


PSAL  M    CXXW  24$ 

■ 

.'.  rants  are  a  fmarting  (co  ur£ 

.:  jn  does  a'. 
•  ary  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently  L-rd 
and  [yon 

Where  C  >oe. 

if  we  trace  thafe  v.: 

tc  his  followers  too. 
P  SALM    CXXY.  Short  metre. 

:  Trial  &  > 

FIRM  and  ontaoi  M  are  Ibey 
foul*  on  God  ; 
Firm  unt  where  David  dwelt, 

Or  where  the  ark  ab 

iTu-mtiins  flood  to  guard 
The  city's  i  acred  ground, 
S3  Go  :  ~ve, 

£:r  arouHd, 

fs  rod 
Drop  a  c.  ftroke 

Yet  left  it  wouH4 their  fouls  too  deep, 

be  broke . 
4  Deal  gently.  Lord,  with  thofe 

W-.  At  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whcithope  and  love,  and  e^ry grace 
Proclaim  th&ir  hearts  frncere. 


5   N  o  r  i  i  a  lithe  l  y  r  a  n  t '  s  r  ag  e 
l*oo  ior.£  (  j 


a46  PSALM    CXXVL 

Th,e  God  of  Ifr'el  will  fupport 
His' children,  left  they  faint. 

£  But  if  our  flavim  fear 

Will  chocfe  the  road  to  hell. 
We  muft  expect  our  portion  there, 

Where  bolder  finners  dwell. 

PSALM    CXXVL    Long  metre. 

Surprifing  Bzliierancs, 
'TT/'HEN  God  reftorM  our  captive  ftate, 
VV    Joy  was  our  foog,  and  grace  our  theme  $ 

The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  lb  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

a  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Whiie  we,  witti  pleafure,  moat  thy  praife. 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 
T  Fwas  feard  to  think  they'd  vhniih  fo  ; 
Widi  Go i  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
lie  makes  our  joys  like  rivets  flow. 

4  The  man  whota  his  furrow  *d  field, 
His  fca  ter'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Win  fboui,  to  fee  t-  e  harveft  yield 
./i  welcome  load  of  joyful  (heaves. 

PSALM     CXXVI.      Commen    Metre. 
jThe  "Joy  of  a  JUsmarkablc  Con^njion  ;  or,  Mehfn* 
c/joly  Removed. 

WHEN  God  reveal*  d  his  gracious  name 
Ami  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate, 
>ly  rapture  fcera'da  pleafmg  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  fo  great. 

4  The  world  beheld  the  £lor'oi*9  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confefs : 
$/ty  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  (trains, 

And  fang  furprizing  grace. 


PS  il:i  cxxv 

rkf  my  neighbor^    cry'd, 
.^r,d  •  me  ; 

Great  i  t,  my  heait  reply 'd, 

.    \ne* 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  dirkeft  Ikies* 
Can  give  us  day  I 

row  rife 
To  rivers  of  deli 

5  Let  thole  w^K)  £jw  in  fadnefs,  v 
'Ti:i  the  fair  harveffc  come  : 

I  confers  ttiehrflu  .  cat, 

And  (k out  the  blcflings  heme. 

6  T  in  cuft, 

rve  their  hope  ! 

.  loft, 

P  5  A  L  M     CXXVII.     Long  metre. 

Comforts  of 

I:  Cofl 
And  b  )ufe3  are  loft  : 

:-ep, 

z  What  if  before  the  fun, 

ay  is  done, 

tha4  poverty  you  dread  ? 

ajn,  '-ill  Goo  hathbleft  . 

j  ct  give  up  refr  ; 
Is  are  bkfiings  too, 
It  God,  0 

the  maa  to  whom  he  fends 

forts  prove 

.is  love. 
X  % 


tyl        PSALM    CXXVII.    CXX 
PS  1LM    CXXVIL    Com.  metre. 

Gc d,  All  in  AIL 

IF  Go  !  to  build  the  fcoufe  deny, 
Tlit  builders  work  in  vain  ;  ' 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
A  ufeful  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning:- beams  arire, 
Your  painful  work  renew  ; 

AnH,  tLi  the  (tars  afc^nd  the  flues, 
Your  tirefomc  toii  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  deep,  and  coarfe  your  fare, 
In  rain,  'till  God  has  bleA  ; 

But,  if  his  fniiles  attend  your  care, 
You  ihall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives  nor  friends 
Shall  real  bleffi=vs  prove, 

2\Tor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  wUhoirt  kis  love. 

PSALM    CXXV1II.    Com.  metre. 
FarnVy  Bltfi^s. 

OH  APPY  man  whcfe  foul  is  fi'IM 
With  z  al  and  rev'rend  awe  I 
His  i?s,  to  God,  thdr  honors  yield, 
Us  life  adorns  the  la^7. 

%  A  careful  Providence  foal]  :H:and 

And  ever  pnard  thy  head, 
Shad  on  the  labors  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  bit  flings  fbed. 
$  Thy  wife  ihall  be  a  fruitful  vine; 

Thy  children,  round  thy  board. 
Each,  like  a  pi  ant  or  honor,  mine, 

And  le^rn  to  fear  tfl£  Lord, 

4  The  Lord  (hall  thy  bell  hopes  fu'.fil, 
-  £or  montns  and  years  to  come  \ 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXIX.  54* 

The  Lord,  whodwerl3  on  Timis  hill, 
'    Shall  LnJ  thee  Wdffiags  home. 

6  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 

ShaV  &c  his  houfc  increafe  ; 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 

Then  leave  the  wo  rid  in  peace. 

PSALM    CXXIX. 

Per  [ecu*  or  s  Punj/bed. 

UP  from  my  youth,  may  I/r'el  fay, 
Have  1  been  nnr:/d  hi  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  con  fi  ant  as  the  cay, 
And  tedious  as  the  years 

&  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

Oi;  all  the  ions  of  ftrife  : 
Oft  they  sfTail'd  ray  riper  a.^e, 
But  not  deftroy'd  my  lipe. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  Mefh, 
With  furrows  long  and  deep, 

Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afreih, 
Nor  let  my  forrows  deep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  Throne, 

.\nd  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  donje, 
And  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infoit  nee  furpris'd 
To  hear  his  thunders  roll  ; 

And  a;i  the  foes  of  Zion  fciz'd 
With  horrow  to  the  foul  ! 

6  Thus  fhall  the  men  who  hate  the  faints 

Be  Wafted  from  the  Iky  ; 
Their  glory  fade  their  courage  faint, 
And  all  their  projects  di^. 

-    What  though  they  flofcrifla  tail  and  hit  i 
They  have  no.ro ov  beneath  ; 


25o  PSALM     CXXX 

Their  gsowth  fhall  periih  in  dcfpair, 
And  lie VI c Co Vd  in  death.] 

8  So,  com  which  on  the  houfe-tGp  ftai 

No  hope  df  harveft  plves  ; 
Tr.t  reaper  ne'er  fhaft  fid  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  (heaves. 

9  It  fp ring sandi  withers  on  the  place  ; 

No  traveller  beftov.s 
A  word  of  bleffing  on  the  grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes. 

PSAL    M    CXXX.    Common  metre- 

Pardoning  Grace. 

OUT  o:  the  deeps  of  long  diftrek, 
The  borders  of  defpair, 
1  lent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans,  to  move  thine  car. 

%  Great  God  mould  thy  feverer  eye, 

Ana  thine  impartial  hand 
M.»rk  and  revenue  iniquity, 

No  Biortai  flclh  couid  fland. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 
For  crimes  of  nigh  degree  ; 

Thy  Son  lias  bought  th<"m  with  his  blood 
To  $raw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  faivation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  defires  I  wait ; 
?dy  fouH  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  \J\i?t  as  the  guards,  who  keep  the  night, 
Long  for  the  morning  fkies. 

Watch  the  rirft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; 

6  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
,Meet»  the  firft  op'nings  of  thy  f 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.  j 


v        PSALM    CXXX.  CXXXL         aer 

n  Then  in  the  Lord  let  i)rV/ truft, 

Let  Ifr'f/fcek  his  face, 
The  Lord  is  £ood  as  well  as  iuft, 

And  plent'ous  is  iiis  gracec 

•3  There's  full  redempfion  at  his  Throne, 

For  Tinners  i.  og  enflav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  ; 

And  7/rVmallbefav'd. 

PSALM    CXXX.   Long  metre. 

Pardoning  Gr&cs. 

1J"ROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
.    To  thee,  my  God,  I  rai ferny  cries  : 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults. 
No  flelh  can  ftand  before  thine  eyes. 

«  But  thou'haft  built  thy  Throne  of  grace, 
JFree  to  di.'ptnfe  thy  pardons  there  ; 
That  finnert  may  approach  thy  face, 

And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
Anc  long  and  wifli  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  foul,  be  fore  thy  gate  ': 
When  *  ill  my  God  his  face  difplay  I 

4  My  truft  is  fixM  upon  fry  word, 
Nor  fhail  i  truft  thy  word,  in  vam  : 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  re  ief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace? 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  \ 
lie  turns  our  feet  from  finful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

PSALM   CXXXI. 
Humility  and  Subtxijpen, 

IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search, gracious  God,  and  fee  : 
•  Or,  do  1  set  a  haughty  part  f 
:d  I  appeal  to  thees 


2Sz  PSALM    cxxxn- 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humbie  ftli?, 
And  ail  my  carriage  miid. 

Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  v.flL 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind 
Shall  •  ave  a  Iar.-;e  re  war  !  ; 

Let  faints  in  forrowlie  refigu'd, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM    CXXXII.  Long  metre, 

At  the  ftttlemeni  of  a  church  ;  or,  The  ordination 
of  a  Mini'icr. 

WrIZRE  (hall  *ego  to  feck  and  find 
A  habitation  for  our  Goi, 
A  o  *v:uing  For  th'  eternal  mind 
Amon^  the  fens  of  frefh  and  bl^od  I 

%  The  God  of  Jacob  choie  the  hili 
Of  Zior.  for  his  ancient  reft  : 
And  Ziok  is  his  dwelling  {fill, 
His  church  is  with  his  prcfence  bleft. 

3  li  Here  will  I  fix  mv  giacious  ti.rone, 
*'  And  reiern  forever.7'  faith  the  Lord  ; 

<;  Here  ftta^  my  po  v'r  an  '■  love  be  known? 
**  And  biefiings  fhall  attend  my  word. 

4  "  Here  I  will  meet  a  hungry  pooi% 

*e  And  ft!i  their  fouls  with  living  bread  j 
**  Sinners  who  wait  before'  my  door, 
"  With  fweet  provision  fhail  be  fed. 

5  <J  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace* 
«'  My  priefts,  my  ministers  mail  ihine ; 

"  Nftt  A  iron  in  his  coftly  drefs, 

*;  Made  an  appearance  fo  divine. 

6iw  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

"  Their  inward  joy.?,  fhall  mout  and  fing, 

w  The  Son  of  David  :ere  mail  reign, 

45  And  Zlon  triumph  in  her  Kin^, 


p  s  a  l  m  cxxxn.  ls, 

I  y  Son  ihali  fee  a  numerous  feed 
;<  ?>  >r:i  n-re,  t1  upfcoid  his  gior'ous  name  : 
f  His  crown  (hall  Souriib  on  his  head, 
r  While  all  his  tots  are  cloth'd  with  frame."] 

P  S  A  L  M    CXXXU.  Com.  metre. 

A  Church  EJlabli/bed. 

NO  Docp  nor  dumber  lo  his  eves 
Good  David  would  afford, 
'Till  he  had  round  below  the  ikies, 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

a  The  Lord  in  lion  placM  his  name 

His  aik  was  fettled  tnere  ; 
To  Ziofi  the  whoiL  nation  came, 

To  worfnip  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  Rich  lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  f-.r  abroad  ; 
Where  e^er  thy  faints  afTemble  now, 

There  is  a  houie  for  God. 

Pause. 

*  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife  ! 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 

Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleit. 

5  Enter,  with  all  :hy  gler'ous  train, 

Thy  fpirit  and  thy  word  ; 
AH  whirh  the  ark  did  once  contain 

Could  no  fuch  grace  aiford, 
1  Here  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows; 

Here  let  thy  praiie  be  fpread  ; 
Bleis  the  provifious  of  thy  houie, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread, 

)  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign 
Lit  Gad's  anointed  ihine  ; 


**£  psalm  exxxv, 

*  Lirt  tip  your  hands  by  morning-light^ 

And  lend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
^.aife  you£  admiring  thoughts  by  night, 

Above  the  fcarry  fky. 

3  The  God  ofZi&n  cheers  your  hearts 
With  rays  off  /quick*  Ring  grape  ; 

The  God  who  ipread  t.ue  hev/'ns  abroad, 
And  iQles  the  fwe: ling  leas. 

PSALM  QXKX\.  Fir f} part.  Long:     Metre, 
Tbe  Church  is  God's  Houfe  and  Care. 

PRAISE  ye  tine  Lord  ;  exait  his  name, 
While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  feints  who  to  his  hemic  belong* 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his-gate. 

a  Pra'fe  ye  tne  Lord  ;  th>  Lr>rd  is  good  ; 
To  praifehis  name  iHweet  employ  ; 
Ifr'el  he  chofe  of  old    :  and  Hill 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  Himfelf  will  judge  his  faints  r 
He  treats  his  iervantBai  hi   friends  ! 
And  when  hehfars  their  fore  complaints, 
Repents  the  farrows  which  he  fends, 

4  Through  ev'rv  age  the  Lord  declares 
His  namey  and  breaks  th*  opp^reffor's  rod  ;. 
He  gives  his  fufPring  ftrvan:s  reft, 

^Vnd  will  be  known  tb'  Almighty  GOD. 
$  Biefs  ye  the  Lard,  *  ho  tafte  his  lovt, 
Peop  e  andpriefts-  eX2lt  his  name  : 
^mong  his  faints  he  *'ver  dwells  : 
Bis  church  is  his  Jerusalem • 

P  S  A  L  M  CXXXV.  Second  part. 
<The  works  qi  Creation  an  d  Providence  l  Redemptim- 
<?/Krael,  and  D-J  ruction  of  Enemies. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
Above  all  powe'rs,  and  evry  throne  i 
What  e'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  or  lea, 
Qx  fcsav'n  or  hett  Uis  tal  hath  dgaeu 


i>S  ALM    CXXXT.  *$? 

A  At  hi6  command  the  vapours  rife, 
The  light'ningsfialh  the  thunders  roat? 
He  pours  the  rain  be  brings  the  wind 
Ard  tempeft  from  his  airy  {tore. 

3  'Twas  fee  thofe  dreadful  tok. 

O  Egypt  !  through  thy  ftubbern  land  j 
When  all  thy  nYft-born  be^fls  r.nd  meB, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avtnging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations  mighty  kings 
He  flew  and  their  whole  country  (save 
To ^rV/ whom  his  hand  Eedeein^d, 
Ko  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  fiave  1 

c  His  pow'r  the  fame  the  fame  his  grace* 
Who  iavee  us  trom  the  holes  otMiell  ; 
And  heav  n  he  gives  us  tc  peffefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angels  fell. 

'  PSALM  CXXXV.  Common  Met*. 

Prai.e  due  to  God   not  to  Idols. 

AWAKE,  ye  faints,  to  :raif;    our  King  ; 
Your  iwecteft  pa  In  on  s  ra:fe, 
Your  pious  pleasure  while  you  Gijg, 
Inci  cafmg  wi  h  the  praii . 

s  Great  i*  the  Lord  ;  and  ifcorks  unkos?a 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
B'lt  (till  his  faints  are  near  his  Throne, 

His  tie -lure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heav*n,  earth  and  fca   confe.is  his  hand: 
He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ; 

X»i^hfi  \r\%  and  ftorm    t  his  «~omnaand, 
llv:,    •  trough  the  founding  flues. 

4  Ail  pow'r  which  gods  or  kings  have   ckiir/^ 
Is  found  with  hi  no  alone  ; 

But  beatken&fa  ihculd  .ne'er  benarn'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  vhe  flocks  or  ftones  they  kruft 
Can  give  them  flioi^ra  of  r*m ?. 


**6  PSALM    CXXXV, 

*  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning-light^ 

And  (end  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
•JUife  yotu:  admiring  thoughts  by  night, 

Above  the  fcarry  iky. 

2  The  God  diZisn  cheers  your  hearts 
Wit<\  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ; 

The  God  who  ipread  the  heav'iis  abroad, 

And  iQles  ihr  fweiling  leas. 
PSALM  CXXXV.  Firjlpart.  Long     Metre, 
The  Church  is  God'j  hhufe  and  Care* 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  exait  his  name, 
Wbiie  in  his  ho!v  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  feints  who  to  his  houi'c  belong* 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his-gate. 

a  Pra'fe  ye  tne  Lord  ;  fcfie  L^rd  is  good  ; 
To  praifehis  name  i^fweet  employ  ; 
Ifr'el  he  choie  of  old   :  and  Mi 
Kis  Ciiurch  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  Himfelf  will  judge  his  faints  r 
He  treats  his  fervant*  as  hi   friends  ! 
And  when  hehfars  their  fore  complaints, 
Kepsnts  the  for  rows  which  he  fends, 

4  Through  ev'rv  rvge  the  Lord  declares 
His  name*  and  breaks  th*  opprefTor's  rod  ; 
He  gives  his  fufTring  fervants  reft, 

And  w.UL be  known  tb'  Ahnighty  GOD. 
$  Biefs  ye  the  Lard,  *  ho  tafte  his  love, 
Peop  e  andpriefts   eX2lt  his  name  : 
£mong&i5  faints  he  .vc*"  dwells  : 
His  ciiurch  is  his  Jem/alem. 

PSAL  M  CXXXV.  Second  part. 
The  works  ©/  Creation  an  d  providence  I  Redemption 
<?/Ifrael,  and  DeftruBion  of  Enemies. 

GREAT  is  the  Lorct;  exalted  high, 
Above  ail  powe'r*,  and  evry  throne  i 
What  e'er  he  pfeafe  in  earth  or  lea, 
©r  heav'n  or  heU  big  haod  hath  done. 


"f"S  ALM    CXXXY. 

*  At  his  command  ti:e  vapours  rife, 
The  iight'nmgs  flalh  the  thunders  roar,- 
He  pours  the  rain  be  brings  the  i 

Ard  tempeft  from  Lis  airy  ft  ere. 

3  'Twas  fee  thofe  dreadful  tok : 

O  Epypt  /through  thy  fti  ,i  ? 

When  all  thy  firit-bern  beafts  and  ir..n, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations  mighty  ; 
He  flew  and  their  whole  country 
To  Ifr'e! whom  his  hand  reJe. 

No  more  to  be  proud  P bar  art? s  fiave  I 
?  His  pow'r  the  fame  the  fame  his  grace, 
Who  laves  us  irom  the  ho».s  ofM 
And  heav  n  he  gives  us  tc  pcfiefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angels  fell! 

'PSALM  CXXXV.  Common  Met*. 

-  lo  Gor*   not  to  Idols, 

AWAKE,  ye  flints,  to  ;:raif;    our  Kin£  ; 
Your  iwecteit  p.-liions  raifc, 
Ycur  pious  pleasure  while  vou  Tin?, 
Iocreafing  wi  h  thepraii. 

s  Great  is  the  Lcrd  ;  and  isorki  unkosra 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
B'lt  ft  III  his  faints  are  near  his  Thrci:e> 

Mis  trealure  .nd  his  joy. 

3  Hcav'rj,  earth  ?nd  f.a   confers  his  hand  : 
He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ; 

Light';  ;ng  and  ftorm    t  his  ^omn^and, 
U\-        trough  the  founding  &j.c*. 

4  All  pow'r  which  gods  or  kings  have   ckhr/g^ 
Is  found  with  hhn  alone  ; 

-:;     a  guds  ih-uldncUr  benarn'd 
i-zowr  Jehovah's  known. 

5  W  iich  of  .heftocka  orftone?.  they  truft 
Can    ivc  thtm  fnowVs  ofraiu^ 


a5&  PSALM    CXXXVL 

In  vain  they  worfhip  glitt'ring  duft, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain  ! 

{6  Their  gods  have-tongues  which  cannot  talk* 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  defcgn'd  to  walk  ; 

Nor  hands  have  pow'r,to  fave . 

^  Blind  are  their  eyes  their  cars  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 
portals  who  wait  for  their  relief* 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
$  New-England>  know  thy  living  God  ; 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  ma  kes  thy  churches  his  abode, 

Andclaims  thine  hon  ors  there. 

3P  S  A  L  M    CXXXVI.      Cora,  metre, 

/Cod '8  wonders  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemp* 
tionoflfxdd.  and  Salvation  of  bis  People. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  the  ibv'reign  Lord  5 
Hit  mercietjtill  endure, 
And  be  ths  King  of  kings  ador'4  ; 
His  truth  is  ever  Jure, 

&  What  wonders  hath  hisr.wifdom  done  I 

How  mighty  is  bis  hand  ! 

Jieav'n  earth  and  fea  he  fram'd  alone  ; 

How  wide  is  his  command  I 

3  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  with   light, 

How  bright  his  counjels  fhine  ! 
JThe  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night : 

His  work*'  are  ail  divine. 
|f  He  ftruck  the  fons  of  Egypt  dead ; 

How  dreadful  is  his  rod  i 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  ; 

How  gracious  is  ourQodl 

5  He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two  | 
lbs  arm  is  great  in  might. 


_ 


?SALM   cxxxvr.  3« 

♦Jfridg^ie  th?  tribes  apaffege  through  ; 

iiii  po^v  r   unite, 

<>  ButPbnraob'j arnrj  there  h?  drowr/d  ; 

And  brought  his  faints  through  defart  ground  J 

Eternal  hi  his  praije.  - 
•;  Great  menarchs  fell  btneath  his  haw} ; 

llclorous  rd\ 

While  lfr*d  took  thtpromisjd  fc 
And  faithful  is  I . 
3  He  faw  the  nations -dead  in  fin  ; 

Hi  felt  bis  pit  j  moie  ; 
How  lad  the  irate  the  world  was  in  : 

Hfittlf  bcundie/s  <wps  bis  Uve  J 
3  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  woe  ; 

Hi<  goodnefs  never  fails  ! 
From  death  and  heli  and  tv'ry  fee  ; 

And  fill  bisgr  ue  fircvoi  L  . 
id  Give  thanks  to  God,  t'he  heav'nly  Kmg  . 

His  mercies  fit ii  endure  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  ring  : 

His  truth  is  ever  Jure. 

PSALM    CXXXVL 

GIVE  thanks  to  God-Moft  Bfgfe 
The  umiverfa!  Lord, 

The  fov'reign  King  of  kings 
An  d  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

His  pow'r  and gre<c* 

Are  flit  I  the  fame  ; 

And  lei,  bis  name 
'    Have  en  2  ler  j  praifc. 
2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  I 
What  wonders  h?th  he  done  I 
He  iorm'd  the  earth  and; 'eag, 
And  fpread  t  he  heav'ns  alone* 

Tbj  mercy  Lord 

Sk^lftiUpidurei 


*<o  PSALM    CXXXVJ* 

And  ever  jure 
Abides  thy  word. 
&  His  wifdom  fram'd  tkc  fua 
To  crown  the  day  with  light ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  ftars, 
LTo  cheer  the  darkfome  night, 

Kspo<u?r  and  grave 

Are  fiill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endkfs  praife. 

44  He  fmote  the  firft-born  fonj, 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt,  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes 
4Withjoy  and  glory  led. 
fXhf  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  fiill  endure  ; 
And ever Jure 
Abides  thy  word. 

«$  His  pow'r  and  lifted  iQd 
feleft  the  red  fea  in  two ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wood'rous  paffage  through. 

His  pow*r  and  grace 

^Are fiill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  hi*  name 

Have  endlefs  praife* 

£  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  all  his  uoft  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Ifr'el  fafe 
^Through  a  long  defart  ground. 

fThy  mercj,  Lord, 

Shall  JIM  endure  ; 

And  ever  Jure 

Abides  thy  word. 

Pause, 
a  The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Jfcircath  his  dreadful  band j 


PSALM    CXXXYL  it* 

While  bis  own  fervaats  took 
PofTeflion  of  their  land* 

Hispow'r  and  grace 

Are  /till  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endhfs  prai/c] 

%  He  faw  the  nations  lie 
AH  perilhing  in  fin, 
Andpily'dtbe  fad  (late 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in*        * 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  Jliil.  endure  \ 

And  ever  jure 

Abides  thy  word. 
9  He  fent  his  only  Son 
To  fave  us  from  oar  woe, 
From  iatan,  fin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fot, 

His  powr  and  grace 

Are  fiil  I  the  fame, 

And  let  ris  name 

Have  endlejs  praife. 

i©  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  Heav'nly  Kin^  \ 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  ling. 

Thy  mercy,  Lerd, 

Shall  ftill  endure ,  * 

And  ever  -ure 

Abidsstby  word. 

PSALM  CXXXVf,  Abridged.  Long  metre 

GIVE  to  the  Lord  immortal  praife  ; 
Mercy  an 3  truth  are  ah  his  ways  I 

Wonders    of  grace  U  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  ix  you*-  fong. 

a  Give  to  the  Lord  oF  Lords,  renown, 
The  jilng  of  kin^,  with  glory  crown, 


*h  PSALM    9XXXnit 

His  mercies  tverJhaU  en  dure  f 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  r.:cre* 

3  He  built  the  earth  he  fpread  the  &y> 
i*nd  fix'd  the  (tarry  lights  ->n  high  : 

JVor.ders  of  grace   to  Cod  belong  ; 
Repeat  h is  mercies  in  your  /org, 

A  Hs  fills  the  fun  with  morning- [ijjht  ; 
He  bids  the  moon  direelthe  night  ; 
His  mercies  ever /hilt  endure, 
When  funs  and  moons  ihall  mine  no  more. 

5  The  jews  he  freed  from  Pharaotis  hand* 
And  brought  them  to  the  promif'diand  J 
Wonders  cfgrece  to  God  belong  ; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  jong. 

6  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  wovk   within  : 
His  mercies  e  ver   /hall  endure* 
When^D.^ih  and  fin  fliall  reign  no  more y 

7  He  fent  Ills  Son,  with  pow'r  to  fave 
"from  guilt  and  darknefs  and  the  grave  ; 

Wonders  of  grace  to  Qod  behng  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  inyourjong. 

$  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  fas!: 

And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  feat  i 

His  mercies  ever  Jhail endure, 

lYhen  this  vain  world  fhall  be  no  more. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXXXVllL    Long   metre. 
Refloring  and  pre/erring  grace. 

WITH  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I'll  praife  my  Maker  in  my  fong  ; 
Angela  /hail  hear  the  notss  I  raile, 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  the  praife. 
(a  Angels  who  make  thy  church  their  care* 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotion  there, 
Wnile  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple,  in  the  ikies.] 


PSALM    CXXX\&  fc0j 

3  I'll  ring  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  ftng  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  ail  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  (how. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  ; 
He  did  my  rafing  fears  controul, 

And  ftrength  diffused  trough  all  my  foul. 

5  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  Rate. 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  an 3  fcorns  the  great, 

But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  fee 
The  fons  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amid  ft  a  thoufand  fnares  1  (land 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ? 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begina. 
To  fave  from  forrows  or  from  fins  : 
The  work  which  Wiidom  undertakes 
Eternal  mercy  ne'or  foriakes. 

PSALM  CXXXLT    Firjlpart.  Long  metre, 

The  Ail-Seeing  Cod. 

LORD,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  ieen  me  thro* 
Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view, 
Myrifing  and  my  refting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flefti,  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

a  My  thoughts  before  they  are  my  owe, 
Are  to  my  God,  diftinctlv  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
E'er  from  my  cp'ning  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy   circling  pow'r  I  ftand  ; 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake  afleep  at  home,  abroad, 
lam  furrounded  full  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great 
Vt  hat  large  extent  \  what  lofty  height  * 


*H  PSALM     CXXX1X, 

My  foul  with  all  the  pow'rs  Iboaft, 
Is  in  the  boundiefs  proipect  loft. 

5  0  may  tbefe  thought  s  pojfefs  my  brecift 
Where  e'er  I  r  eve  ^iv  here  e'  er  I  reft  ! 
Nor  ktmy  meaner  paJjiQtii^  dare 
Gonjtnt  Hjinyfor  God  is  th.     . 

Pause     I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  f&^Iefs  prove 
To  quit  thy  ferviee  and  my  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prefence  ftuify 
Or  from  thy  dresduil  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  hcavVi  1  ta!«j  my  flight, 

*Tis  there  thou  djveli'ft  Enthroned  in  Ligkt ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  *ey  r.s. 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains. 

3  If,  mounted  on  a  nsorning-ray, 

I  fly  beyond  the  Wejhrn  fea, 

Tiiy  fwifter  hand  won »ct  firftarrivej 

And  there  avreft  thy  fugitive- 

o  Or  fhould  I  try  to  fliun  thy  fight 

&en-fath  the  fpreading  veil  of  night, 

One  glance  of  thine,  own  piercing   ray 

W  uid  kindle  darknefi  ri 

to  O  ma f  tl eje  tk&itg !  is  f  ■'.     i    to         aft 
Where  e'er  I  rove  Kvbe/e  e\r  I  reft  .' 
JSr&r  hi  my  me&nef  PaJ/i 

£oi:Jer:t  toftn-jcr  God  is  there \ 

P  A  u  *i  TTc 
tt  Thf1  ve-J        tight  is  ho    if*?utfe, 
t^o  }  fjre  r  fes  : 

Thy  I 

Throu  3  b:  a  z  in g  n  oob. 

n  Midnight  andmou,  in  this  agree, 
Great  God  they're  b<  th   alike  to  thee  ; 
JNor  de:  i  i   -  God  will  fpy, 

An  J  he'il  lies  naked  to  his  eye, 


PSALM    CXXXiX.  z*s 

H  0  may  thefe  thoughts  foffifi  my  breajl 
Where  e'er  I  rove  <wberec  *r  I  rejt  ; 
Nor  let  my  meaner  pajjisns  dare 
Co+ifent  tojitiyfor  God  is  there. 

PSA  LM     CXXXIX.    Second  part* 
The  wonderful  formation  oj  man, 

''TWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
JL      A  work  of  fuch  acunons  frame  5 

In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  fnine, 
And  each  proclaim  thy  will  divine. 

%  Thine  ey?s  did  all  my  limbs  furvey, 
Wnich  yet  in  dark  confufion  lay  : 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the-model  of  thy  book. 

$  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd. 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  counfels  frarn'd 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beatisg  heart) 
Were  copy'd,  with  unerring  ait. 

4  At  laft,  to  mew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame. 
And,  in   fome  unknown  moment,  join'd 
The  finiih'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  yo«ng  feeds  of  thought  beganj 
And  all  the  pa  (lions  of  the  man  : 

Great  God.  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praife. 

Paus  e. 

6  Lord,  finer  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  adted  on  life's  buzy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  t'@  me  furmonnt 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fandwmoh  makes  the  ih  ore*  f 
Before  my  fvifeft  thoughts  could  ti^ace 
^heaurn/rouswcndeis  of  thy  grace. 


*6s  psa  lm.    exxxix, 

8  Thefe  on  my  heart  are  flill  imprcft  j 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft : 
And,  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  poftefs  my  mind. 

PSALM    CXXXIX.     Third  part. 
Sincerity  profejl^  end  grace  tried  ;   or,  The  htarl- 
jearching  God, 

MY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 
When  imp7o»s  men  tranfgrefs  thy  will ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain, 
•i  Does  not  my  foul  deteft  and  hate 
The  ferns  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Thefe  who  oppofe  thy  laws  and  Thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

8  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  ev'ry  thoug  ht ; 
Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 
1  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  i 
O  turn  my  feet,  when'er  1  ftray, 
And  lead  me  io  thy  perfect  way* 

PSALM    CXXXIX.  Fir/i  port,  Com.metre 

God  is  ti-ery  where. 

IN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  Thee, 
In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  ihun  thy  prefence  Lord,  or  lice 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

%  Thy  all- fur  rounding  fight  farveya 

My  riling  and  my  reft. 
My  pnbtic  walks,  my  private  ways, 

And  fecrets  of  my'bi  e*it 

^  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 
Before  they'ie  form'd  within  \ 


PSALM    CXXXI'X.  :'? 

;  e'er  my  tips  pronounce  ^iie  word, 

He  knows  the  Uftfl  I  nitaH, 

4  O  wond'-  .  I.cp  and  I  ■ 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 

Withia  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Befet  on  evYy  Qde. 

5  Sokt  thy  ciaofc  furrevmd  me  flill7 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  loul  from  ev'ry  ill, 
Stcur'd  by  Sov'reign  love. 

P    A    U    S      I. 

*  Lord,  where  mall  euilty  fouls  retire  s 

Forgotten  and  unknown  : 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 

In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 
;  Should  T  fupprefs  my  vital  breath, 

To  Tc?.pe  the  wrath  divine, 
Tiry  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 

And  make  the  grave  ref.gn. 
1  if,  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  flv  beyond  the  IV 
Thy  band,  which  muft  fopport  mf  flight, 

Wguldlbcr.  betray  my  rtft 
}Tf  o'er  my  'ins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
ThoCt  flaming  eyes,  which  ?uard  thy  law, 

Wt  aid  turn  the  fbadee  to  light. 
io  The  beams  oi  noon,  tiie  mickiight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  t.kee  : 
O  may  I  ne'et  provoke  that  pew'r 
From  which  I  cann»t  fiee  ! 


w 


P  A  S  L  M    CXXX7X.      SeeorJpnrt. 
The  zuijdbm  q/'Gyd,  in  ikefirwwtfafl  cj  man* 

If  EN  I  with  plcafing  wonder  ftaadj 
And  ail  my  frame  iknr«y, 


*5S  PSALM    CAM" 

Lord,  'lis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  Hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay.' 

a  Thy  Hand  my  hear:  and  reins  pofTefl: 

Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  wifdom  ail  my  features  trae'd, 

And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Tnine  eye  with  mceft  care  farvcyM 
The  growth  of  ev'ry  part  : 

•"Till  the  whole  fcheme,  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art. 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  tea,  and  Sreand  wiad, 
Shew  me  thy  wond  rous  fki;l  \ 

But  I  review  myfWf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftilL 

5  Thv  awful  glories  round  me  Quae  \ 

My  Mem  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature,  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

PSALM    QsXXXIX.  Third  Part. 

The  msrcUs  ef  God  innumerable* 
An  Evening  Pfaim. 

LORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'e", 
They  ftrike  me  with  furprife  ; 
Not  all  the  lands  which  fpreadthe  more 
To  equal  numbers  rife. 

a  My  flefh  with  fear  And  wonder  fUnds 

The  product  of  thy  fkill  ; 
And  hourly  bleffings,  from  thy  hands, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  i  keep ; 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ; 
O  may  the  hour  which  ends  my  fleep 
S:ill  fta  J  my  thoughts  with  Toee, 


PSALM    CXLI.    CXL1I.         it? 

PSALM    CXLI. 

tchjulnefs  and  t-rctberly  reproof. 
A  mornifig  or  evening  Pfalm. 

MY  ^ud,  accept  my  early  vow?, 
Lifce  roormng  incence  in  thine  hcufc. 
And  let  my  nightly  a'orfnip  rifej 
Sweet  as  t:e  ev'ning  facrifice. 
*  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  tvem,  Lord, 
From  ev7ry  ram  and  heedlefs  word  ; 
Kor  let  my  feet  Incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  Tinners  lead. 

5  O  re .  :  I  ;  on s,  whe  n  I  (tray, 

bmite  and  reprove  my  wandring  w^y  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  fried, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheet  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  grief* 
III  cry  to  hc^rr'n  for  their  relief  ; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  p,  ove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXLTI. 

God  is  the  Lope  of  the  belplefs. 

TO  God  I  m^de  my  forrows  known  ; 
From  God  1  fought  relief  ; 
In  loner  complaints  before  hislhroue, 
1  pour'd  out  all  my  griep. 

2  My  foul  was  ovevwhelm'd  with  wol3; 
My  heart  began  to  break  ; 

My  God,  who  all  my  burden  knows. 
He  knows  the  way  I  take. 

3  Gn  ev'ry  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 
And  found  my  helpers  gore. 

While  friends  and  ftrangers  paf*Vi  me  c$ 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 
S::d  cali'd  thy  mercy  near; 

i{  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  &c} 
Be  tbou  my  Refuge  here.*' 


s;o  PSALM      CXLTH. 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  excedirifrlow; 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend  ; 
And  make  my  vocrs,  who  vex  me,   know 

I've  an  Almighty  friend. 

■6  F  om  my  fad  prtfqn  fet  me  free, 

Then  ihali  1  praiil  thy  name; 
And  holy  men  ihai  join  with  me 

"Thy  kindiuis  to  proclaim. 

PSALM    CXL1H. 

tkimZlm&i  ofheaty  afflictions  in  mind  and  body. 
"ft  /TY  rigrx'oiu  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
iVJL  Hear  w .  en  i  ipread  my  hands  abroad, 
Andciy  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known  I 
aLet  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs. 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace  ! 
Should  juitice  cai!  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  guUtkfs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord  ?.nd  fee 
The  mighty  woes  which  burden  me  t 
Down  to  the  duft  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs,  and  uftfcen  ; 
My  Ik  ait  ii  de  folate  within  : 

My  thoughts  in  muling  liienc^  trace 

The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace.  j 

5  Thence  T  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hop  a, 
To  bear  my  linking  iprrits  up  : 
Iitretch  my  hands  coGod  a^ain, 
And  thirft,  like  parched  landb,  for  rain. 

6  For  Thee  Ithirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
Wh:n  will  thy  fmfling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth   remove, 
And  God  forever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 
U  laiiiikthy  pa&'ner  to  the  grave  $ 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLIT.  m 

My  heart  grow?  Cant,  ant!  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  haite  to  help  before  I  die. 

S  T"r.e  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
Diftrc fling  pair.?,  diftrciTmg  fear's 

0  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  weary'd  pow'rs  rejoice- 1 

9  In  Thee  T  truft,  to  Thee  I  figfe, 
And  lif  my  heavy  foul  on  high  ; 
For  Thee  r.  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  thefeme  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  flu 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  fbould  go  j 
If  fnares  2nd  roes  befet  the  road, 

1  Hy  to  hide  m^,  near  my  God. 

j  i  Teach  me  to  do  thy  bo>  wi'l, 
Ar.d  lead  me  to  thy  fefj  ; 

Let  the 'i^cod  Spirit  of  thy  . 
Conduct  nv.  litis  above. 

1  a  Then  Shall  my  foul  no  more  complain* 
'I  he  tempter  then  (hail  rage,  in  vjiin  ; 
And  flefc,  which  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpirrt  mere. 

PSAL  M     CXLIV.     TirftparU 

,  in  the  fptritual  warfare* 

FOR  . 
My  &fvi  :ld  j 

fends  his  fpirtt,  with  nis  word, 
To  arm  me  tor  the  fi  d  d . 

2  When  (in  and  heiitheV  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 

Jnftrucrs  me  to  the  hcav'nl \  fight, 
Ani  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine 
Do,  ;  courage  raife, 

lie  r  ]f-t> 

.M  be  the  praife. 
A* 


*?i         PSALM    CXLIV.     CXLV. 

PSALM    CXLIV,      Second  part. 

The  vanity  of  man.  and  condefceution  cfGod. 

LORD,  what  is  man, poor  kebie  man, 
Born  of  the  earth  at  ftrft  ! 
His  life  a  fhadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  haft'ning  to  the  duft. 

2  O  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  hi*  race, 
That  God  fhculd  make  it  his  concern 

To  vilit  him  with  grace  I 

j  That  God,  who  darts  hislight'nmgs  down  ; 

Who  makes  the  world  above, 
And  mouiitainstremb'e,  at  his  frown. 

How  wond*rous  U>  his  love  i 

PSA    L  M    CXLIV.  Third  pari. 

Grace  above  riches  ;  or  Th*  happy  natm* 

IT  APPY  the  city,  where  their*  ions, 
n  Like  pillars,  round  a  palace  fit, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  poluVd  ftone** 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  itate, 

a  Happy  the  country,  where  tve  Useep, 
Cattle  and  corn,  have  large  increafe  \ 
Where  men  ftcureJy  woik  or  fkrp, 
Nor  fans  of  piund/r  break  their  peace. 
3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endowed, 
But  more  divinely  Weft  are  thofe, 
On  whom  tht  aH^fufllcient  God 
Himfeif-.  with  all  hiseracc  beitows, 

PSALM    CXXV.     L^mafarc. 
The  preatne's  o    t 

MY  God.  my  King  thy  various  pra^fe: 
Shall  fid  the  rerun  a  iys- 

idc  employ  mv  humble  ton   net 
*i\\\  c^ath  and  glory  raTe  tiie  R 

n.  The  win^n  of  ev'ry  h^Hir  fhall  boar 
Peaie  thankfui  tribute  to  thine  cat? 


PSALM    CXLV, 
And  ev'ry  letting  fun  (hall fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  Thee. 

3  Thy  truth  an dju dice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy    bounty  flows,  an  endleis  ftreani  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwift :  thine  anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  ft  unborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  fov'reign  glory  fhine, 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  ; 

Ml  nations  round  their  mores  proclaim 
The  foun  d  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

<  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fucceflionof  thy  praife  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  fong 
The  jey  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fptak  thy  wood'rous  deeds  ! 
Thy  great  aefs  all  ©ur  thoughts  exceeds  ; 
V aft  and  unfearcfeable  thy  *ays  ; 
Maft  and  immortal  be  thy  praiie. 

PSALM  CXLV.  FirfiPart. 

The  greatnefs  of  God- 

LONG  as  I  kve,  I'll  bkfa  thy  name, 
My  King,  my   God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  thai!  be  the  fame 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

s  Great  is  the  Lord,  hij  pow'r  unknown, 

I  let  his  praife  be  sreat ; 
i'il  nog  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  Chall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  * 

AM)  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  who -hear  my  facred  foug 
Shall  join  their  cHearful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  (hall  teach  thy  name. 
And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 

Ajres  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
Aaiuauons  fgu^d  thy  prajic. 


**4 


PSAL  M    CXLVc 


5  Thy  g'orous  dcciis  of  ancient  date 
Shall  through  the  world  he  known  ; 

Thin?  arm  of  pow'r  thy  heav'nty  ftate, 
With  public:  fplendor  ihown. 

6  The  wprld  is  mana^'d  by  thy  hands; 
Thy  v<Mits  are  rui'd  bv  love  i 

A«d  thine  eternal  kin-do m  (birds, 
Though  rocks  and  balls  remove. 

PSALM    CXLV.  &«a*4  P^ 
T^  goodnejs  $f  G$d. 

SWEET  is  the  memVy  of  thy  £race> 
My  God,  my  Veav'nly  £jng  ; 
Let  a  *e  to  a?e  thy  righteoirfneSi 
In  longs  of  glory  fing. 

a  God  reigns,  on  high,  but  notcoanaefc 

JI  3  goodnefsto  the  flu':s  : 
Through  the  whole  ea rth  his  bounty  fhinetf* 

And  ev'ry  want  Supplies* 

3  With  tariffing  eyes,  thy  creatures  wait 
On  Thee  for  dai  y  food  : 

Th^  libVa!  hand  pro""  >s  their  meat, 
And  fids  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  commffians.  Lord ! 
H o w  fi o ;v  thine  an  -:c r  ril o vt s  I 

How  foon  he  fends  bis  pard'niag  W0r4 
To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  wiih  a  I  their  tn  lie fis  race, 
Thy  povY  and  p  -aits  fcfocfatfll  ; 

But  faints,  who  tafi  e  thy  i  icher  grace, 
Deughtto  blefs  thy  name. 


PSALM    CXLV.    Third  P.:rt. 


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PSALM    CXLVT.  s;; 

Thy  ftreBgtb'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raife  tke  po«r,  v,  V<o  fail. 

a.  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  dowo, 

Or  virtue  lies  diftreft 
Jkneath  ibme  prond  oppreflbr's  fro^fl, 

Thou  giv'ft  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  iupports pur  tott'ring  day?? 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth; 

H©ly  and  juft  are  all  thy  way?, 
And  all  thy  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel ; 
He  hears  his  children  cry, 

And  their  be  ft  wifhes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  mail  remove 
From  men  of  heart  iincere  ; 

He  favesthe  fouls,  whofe  humble  love 

IsjoiR'd  with  holy  fear. 
[$  His  flubbom  foes  his  fword  fhall  flay, 

And  pierce  thtir  hearts  with  pain  ; 
"But  none  whoferve  the  Lord,  mali  fay, 

"  They  fought  his  aid,  in  vain." 
$  My  lips  mall  dweil  upon  his  praife, 

And  ipread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  ail  the  font  of  Adam  raife 

The  honors  of  thdr  God.] 

PSALM    CXLVJ.    Long  Metse. 
Przife  to  God  for  hi s  good f  riffs     and  truth, 

PR  AiSE  ye  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  fhall  joia 
in  works  fo  pleafant,  io  divine  j 
Now  while  the  flefh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcendsto  God. 

a  Praife  mail  employ  my  nobleft  pow'r*, 
While  immortality  endures  : 
My  day*  ot  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  iaft. 


*74  PSALM    GXLVL 

rhy  fiiouid  I  make  a  man  my  trull  I 
Princes  mmt  die.  an  t  turn  to  duft  ; 

lr  breath  depart-,  their  pomp    and  pow'r 
And  thoughts  aii  vanlfii  in  an  hour. 

4  II  iDsv  the  man  whole  hopes  rely 
On  IfifiePs  God!  hem  vie  the  iky. 
And  earn  and  feas,  with  ail  their  train  ; 
And  none  mail  find  his  premife  vain. 

5  IT's  truth  forcvr  Hands  fecure  ; 

faves  th'  oppreit,  he  fetds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  lab'ring  concicnce  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'nev  fweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  grivc  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind ; 
lie  helps  the  ftramrer  in  diftrefs, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherleis. 

7  He  lores  his  faints  he  knows  them  wefl, 
Bn:  turns  the  wicked  down  to  heii : 
Thy  God,  O  Zion  !  everrei;-  :  ; 

Praife  Him  in  cverfafii 

PSALM     CXLVL 

Pralfe  to  GcJ  for  bis  pod  re's  and  truth. 

I'LL  praii'e  my  Miter  with  my  breath  : 
And,  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  de^th, 
Pcarat  ^u;.  employ  my  nob;er  pow'rs  : 
Mr  days  of  praife  fhatt  ne'er  he  Daft 
While  ii  e  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Or  immortality  endures 

%  Why  mould  I  make    amsn  my  truft  I 
rrinces  muH"die ,  and  turn  to  dufc  ; 

Vain  is  the  he'p  of  fhfh  and  b»ood  ; 
Their  breath  departs  their  pomp  and  po^'r^ 
<Aa  i  thoughts  ail  vaniih  in   an  hour, 

Not  can  they  make  their  pvemife  good* 
3  Kaopy  theman,  whofehco<  s  rc'ty 
<- 1  />Vj  Ccd  :  he  made  the  fky, 


PSALM      CXLVIL  s; 

And  earth  and  icas,  with  a\l  their  train  j 
Ilib  truth  forever  rands  iecurc  ; 

He  faves  th'  opprcfc,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  (ball  find  his  promife  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eye  -he  blind  ; 

TheLoid  lupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace  /• 
ps  the  Sanger  in  diftrefa, 
"The  widow  and  the  father. 

And  grants  the  pris'nei  fweet  releafe, 
&  Helov«tth:  .:-:  knows  them  well? 

(But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  fcell : 

Thy  Gcd,  O  Zion  I  ever  reign*  : 
jLet  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
1 1  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praik  him  in  eveJ&afting  itraia.v. 

4   HI  pra'fe  him,  while  he  lends  m;  breath, 
find  when  my  voice  is  ioit  in  death, 

Praife  fhah  employ  my  nobler  p6w*rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  fliafl  ne'er  be  paJfc, 
^Fhile  lire  and  thought,  and  being  i'iift. 

Orimmortaiity  endures. 

PSALM    CXLVII.    Flrjl  hart* 
The  Dr.  me  ffaiure\  Frovidenct  and  Gracd 

IpRAlSE  ye  the  Lprd;'tia  c;ood  toraife 
J-     Our  heuts  and  voices  in  his  praife.  ; 
lire  nature  and  his  works  invite 
Vo  make  this  duty  cur  dciight. 

The  Lord  buildsup  Jerufalem\ 
i.nd  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
lis  mercy  melts  the ftnbborn  foul, 
\nd  makes  the  broken  fpijrit  whole. 


sep  where  «ui  our  thought*  are  irownAf* 


*?3  PSALM    CXLVII. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord*  and  great  his  migtt ;         ■ 

And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft, 

And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 

P  A  v  s  e  . 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord?  exalt  him  high, 
Who  ipreads  his  cio  uds  all  round  the  Iky  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend,  in  vain. 

He  makes  the  g.rafs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  i'  filing  fields  with  corn  5 
Tbe  beafts  with  i  bod  his  hands  fupply> 
And  the  youag  1  avens,  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  c  features'  IkiU  or  force, 
The  fprightly  r  Aan,  the  warlike  horfe  ? 
The  nimble  w^  .t,  the  active  limb, 
AH  are  too  m;  :an  delights  for  him. 

8  But  feints  .  ive  lovely  in  his  fight  ; 
Me  views  his   children  with  deight ; 
He  ices  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear; 
And  looks  ?  ind  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM     CXLVII.     Second  Part* 
Summer  and  Winter. 
A  Song  for  America. 

COLUMBIA  !  praife  thy  mighty  God, 
And  1  nake  his  honors  known  abroad  5 
Me  bids  th  e  oceaa  round  thee  flow  : 
Not  bars  o  \  brafs  could  guard  theefo. 

%  Th$  chih  ircn  are  feeure  and  bleft ; 
Thy  ihores   have  peace,  thy  cities  reft  ; 
lie  feeds  th  J  fons  with  fineft  wheat, 
And  ad ds  hi  s  blefli ng  to  their  meat. 

3  Thy  chan   ?i*g  feafons  he  ordains, 
Thine  e  arly  1  uid  thy  latter  rains ; 
His  flakes  of    f*ow,like  wool,  hefen1if 
ARi  thju  the    fpri*giHg  corn  defesida. 


PSALM    CXLVTI.  w 

4  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  t're  ground 
Bis  hail  defcends  whhclatt'ring  found; 
Where  is  the  man,  fo  vainly  bo'd, 
VVhodaies  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  Southern  breezes  blow ; 
The  ice  ditto! ves,  the  waters  flo«7  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  way?, 
America  !  to  draw  thy  praif*. 

6  In  all  thy  ciimes  hv  laws  are  mown  ; 
His  golpd  through  the  nation  known  ; 
fie  hath  not  thus  reveai'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  :  praiie  ye  the  Lord  I 

PSALM     CXLVIL    Com.  metre; 
the  Seifvis  cfibe  Tear. 

WITH  forigs  and  honors  founding  loudi 
Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  hcav'ns  he  fpr^ad  his  clcud, 
Andwaten  vei1  the  fky. 

2  Ht  fends  his  Qiow'i  8  of  bieffings  down 

fo  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  m/.kes  the  z rafs  the  mountains  crown* 
vnd  corn  in  f  allies  £ro»7. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat ; 

He  t-eart  the  raven*  cry  ; 
But  man  wno  caties  the  fineft  wheat, 
Should  raifc  hi?  honors  high. 

4  His  fteadv  counfeis  change  tie  faec 

Ot  ihe  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  ihort  his  race, 
And  wint'ry  days  appear. 

5  Hi*  hoary  froft,  h  s  fleecy  fnow. 
Defcend,  and  clothe  the  ground 

^Phe  liquid  ftreams  forbear  to  flouv> 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

Aa 


ago  P  S  A    L  M     CXLVIIT. 

£  When  from  his  dreadful  ftores  on  high, 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail,    ^ 

The  wretch,  who  dares  this  God  defy, 
Shall  rind  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  mow  ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 

And  bids  the  i'pring  return. 

%  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fongs  smd  honors,  founding  loud. 

Praifc  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord, 

P  S  A  L  M    CXLV1II. 

Praije  to  God  from  all  Creatures* 

YE  tribes  of  Adam>  join 
With  heav'n  and  earth  and  feas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praife. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Or  an^eis  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light 
B'gin  the  fong,- 

%  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  which  rul'ft  the  night* 
Shine  to  your  Maker rs  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light, 

His  pow'r  declare, 

Ye    fioods,onhigh, 

And  clouds,  which  fly 

In  empty  air, 

3  The  flfining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  fland, 
Or  in  fwift  courfe3  move 
By  hisfapreme  command 

He  fpake  the  word, 

And  all  their  frame, 

From  nothing  came, 

To  praife  the  fcord 


PSALM     CXLVIII.  tit 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  paft, 

And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 

In  difFrent  ways 

His  works  proclaim 

Hiswond'rous  name. 

And  fpeak  his  praife. 

P   A  u   s    E. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-bom  race, 
And  monfters^of  the  deep, 
The  fi(h,  which  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fleep, 

From  fea  and  fliore 
Tkeir  tribute  pay, 
And  fttii  difplay 
Their  Maker's  pow'r. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  finery, 
Praife  ye  the  th' Almighty  Lard9 
And  ftormy  winds  whieh  blow : 

To  execute  his  word  : 
When  lightnings  fhine, 
Or  thunders  roar,  r 

Let  earth  adore 
IJis  Hand  divine. 

j  Ye  mountains,  near  the  fide% 

With  lefty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
Which  fruit  in  plenty  bear, 

Beafts,  wild  and  tame, 

Birds ,  flies  and  worms, 

In  various  forms, 

Exalt  his  name. 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King  ; 
And  while  youiuie  us  here, 
Hisheav'niy  honors  fmg  : 


PSALM    CXLVUL 

Nor  let  th<    uam        ^ 
Of  pow^r  and  ftate 
Make  you  ibrptt 
Hi?  pow'r  I'u  rtme, 

i    :^ 
To  lis  pt  iiie  uivme, 

icy  ?.n    age 
Their  te:bicr  voi^tsjoin; 
VV  de  as  Me  n  igns 
Hib  uanae  be  fung, 
By  ev'ry  tongue, 
In  enaleis  ftrains. 
1©  Let  al!  the  nations  fear 
The  God,  who  nuts  abo^e, 
Ht  bring-  his  people  near 
Asd  makes  them  tafte  hi*  love: 
While  ear  h  and  Iky 
At. craft  his  prahe, 
H  s  Taints  (hail  raifc 
Iiia  honors  hich. 


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PSALM    CXLVIII.  Paraphrafefl. 

Univer  al przVe  to  God. 
OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lcrc 
Ftom  diftani  worlds  where  creatures  dweUj 
Let  ne^v'n  be;  in  the  tolerrH  word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  do*  n  to  hell, 

Note.  Tbisp  aim  may  be  fnng  cu  the  xi$tbpfalfri* 
if  the  two  following  lines  are  added  4*  tier} 
flan*  z.  viz. 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  hispraife. 

s  The  Lord  !  how  abfotute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  ev'vy  angel  bend  the  knee  ! 

Sing  of  bis  Tove  in  heav'nly  ftrains, 

And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwellj 

.Aa  awful  throne  of  Ihining  fclifc  : 


PSALM     CXLViri.  itj 

F'y  through  the  world,  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams,  compar'd  to  His. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempefts,  and  his  fame 
In  founds  of  dread  hi!  praife  declare  : 
And  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  name 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  ciouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agret 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire  : 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea, 

In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Ye  fiaw'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  fkill  ; 
Valli^  s,  lie  low  before  his  eye  ! 

And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  hill 
^Kife  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  Iky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  oaks  and  (lately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  Dranches,  and  adore  ; 
Praife  him  ye  beafts,in  di  if*  rent  ft  rains  ; 
The  lamb  muft  bleat,  tlie  lion  roar. 

2  Bird|,  ye  muft  make  his  praife  your  theme  $ 

Nature  demands  a  fong  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  fifli  which  cut  the  ftream 

Leap  up  and  mean  his  praife s  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

When  nature  all  around  you  lings  ? 

O  for  a  flisut  from  oM  and  young, 

From  humble  fwains,  and  lofty  kings? 

io  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion. 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 

Loud  as  his  thunder  fhout  hi   praife, 

And  found  it  Mtf  to  his  thrc 

ii  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ; 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  t  ague  1 

But  faints  who  baft  have  k:  >wn  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raiie  the  nobleft  fong. 
ii  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
h  Gabriel  plays  en  ev'ry  chord: 

A  A  z 


IS* 


PSALM    CXLVLIL 


From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  halJalujahs,  to  the  Lord. 

PSALM  CXLVHJ.  Short  mete. 

V '  Aierfal  praife* 

LET  ev'ry  ereaturc  jc 
Topraiftth'  eternal  God; 
Yc  heavn'iy  h:>(Va.  the  ion?  begin, 

And  found  his  name  abroad. 
a  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon,  with  p*ler  rayy 
Yeftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flimea^ 
Shine  to  your  maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worl-'s  above, 
And  .fix'd  the;r  wond'rous  frame  i 

By  I&s  command  they  ft  and  or  move, 
And  ever  fptak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapors,  wh#n  ye  rife, 
Or  fall  in  fhow'rs  of  inow, 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  ikies, 
His  pow'r  and  glory  {how. 

5  Wind,  Hail  and  flaming  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  die  Lord, 
When  ye,  in  dreadful  ftorms,  confpirc 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honors  be  exprtft  ; 

But  faints,  who  tafte  his  laving  love, 
Should  fing  hispraifesbeft. 
\ 

Pause    I. 
g  Let  earth  and  o  ,  an  kno  w 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  ; 
Praife  him,  yc  watry  worlds  belo77* 
And  tnonlters  of  the  feafe. 

3  From  mountains  near  the  fty 
tethis  high  praife  refound? 


PSALM    CXLVnt.  *?5 

"Pram  humble  fh  rubs  and  cedars  high, 
And  vaies   an»;.  (l:Ldfiaicund. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  v  ood, 

An  !  tamer  bcafts,  w.ich  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  da^y  ,ood. 

And  he  express  your  praife. 

50  Ye  birds  of  lortv  wing, 

On  high  his  praifes  bear, 
Or  fit  on  flos-'ry  boughs  and  £ng 

Yotir  Maker's  glory  there. 

•Ei  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 
His  v  "'ous  w;fdom  (how  ; 
dC  flics  in  a  ]  ycuifhinpp  fwancs, 
Praife  Him  who  dreft  you  fo. 

I  a  By  all  the  c  -rth-borr  race, 

His  honors  be  expr,  ft  ; 
3ut,  aints,  who  knovt  his  heav'nly  grac*t 

Should  learn  to  praife  him  belt. 

Pause    H. 

33  Monarch*  ef  wide  command, 

Ppa?ft  ye  th'  eternal  King  ; 
Judges,  adore  that  Sov'reipnhand. 

W  *ence  all  your  honors  fpring. 

14  Let  vig'rouB  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praifes  high  ; 

While  growing  babes  and  with'ring  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try . 

15  United  zeal  be  mown 

Hi3  wondrous  fame  to  ratfe  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alo»e 

Dtlerves  our  endlefs  praife. 
s 6  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

.xnd  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  fatnfs;  "who  dwA.to  near  his  heart, 

Should  fins  his  gSbfes  te& 


%%i  PSALM    CXLTX. 

PSALM    CXLIX. 

Prm/e  God  all  bis  Saints  ;  or,  The  Saints  Judging 
the  World* 

ALL  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
And  let  ^our  fongs  be  new  ; 
Amidft  the  church,  with  cheerful  voice, 
His  later  wonders  fhew. 

a  The  Je ws9  the  people  of  his  grace> 

Shall  their  Redeemer  ling  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife, 

While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  the  juftp 
Whom  finners  treat  with  fcorn  : 

The  meek,  who  lie  defpis'd  in  duft, 
Salvation  fhali  adorn. 

4  Saints  fball  be  joyful  in  their  King, 
E'en  on  a  dying  bed ; 

And,  like  the  fouls  ia  glory ;  fing, 
For  God  fhall  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praife  fhall  fill  their  tongue*. 
Their  hands  fhall  wield  the  fword  : 

And  ven  geance  fhall  attend  their  fong8, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chrifl:  his  judgment-feat  afcends, 
Andbids  the  worid  appear, 

Thrones  are  prepared  for  al!  his  frienck 
Wiio  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

•;  Then  fhall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God 

On  tyrants  doom'dto  hell. 

S  The  royal  (inners,  bound  in  chaius- 

New  triumphs  fhall  afford  ; 
Such  honor  for  the  faintpremains  3 

Fraifs  yej  and  love  tbe  Lord 


PSAXM     est.  Jff 

PSALM    CL. 

A  Seng  of  Prcife. 

IN  God's  o*n  houfe  pronounce  hiepraifct 
H    grace  he  there  repeal*  : 
To  hcav'n  your  joy  and  wonder raife, 
Fortheie  nis  glory  dwe'is. 

%  Let  all  your  facred  pillions  more, 

Whue  you  rehearfe  his  deeds  : 
But  the  treat  work  of  U\inz  ove 

Your  hrgheft  praile  exceeds. 

3  AH  who  have  rrotion.  life  and  breath, 

Proc^im  vour  Maker  blefr  ; 
Yet  when  rr.y  voice  expire»  in  deaths 

My  ioul  fhaJlpiaifc  him  be&. 


tte   Christian-     DOXOLOGY. 


Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father.  God  the  Soft, 
An^  God  the  Spirit,  Three  ia  Ofe% 
Be  honor,  praife.  and  ^lory  giv'u 
By  ah  on  earth,  and  afi  in  heaven. 


Common     Metre. 

LET  God  the  Fathtr  and  the  Son, 
Ard  Spirit  be  adorM* 
.Where  there  are  works  to  make  him knowa^ 
jDx  iaiats  to  love  tat  Lord* 


*8S       DOXOLOGIES. 
Common  metre,   <wk&re  the   tune  ir.eluces  t<u:9 
Jianxas 

I. 

THE  O&d  of  mercy  be  ador'd 
Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death  ^ 
Who  favesbyhis  redeeming  word. 
And  new-grentiag  breai.hu 

II. 

Totpraife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  ali  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  On& 

Let  faints  and  angel*  join. 

Short   Metre. 

YE  angels,  round  the  Throne, 
And  faints  who  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son. 
And  blcfsthe  Spirit  too. 

As  the  lltfh  Pfalm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 
The  Father,  San  and  Spint,  be 
Eternal  praife  and  giory  giv'n, 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  knowf^ 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  Throne, 
And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heav'c. 

Astbtl&tbPfaltn. 

TO  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpet'al  honors  raife  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  Gpd  the  Spirit,  praife  ; 
With  all  our  pow'rs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fing? 
While  faith  adore*., 


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Iatkree  BOOKS: 

I.  Collected  from  the  Scriptures. 

II.  Composed  oh  Divine  Subje&s. 

III.  Prepared  for  the  Lord's  Supper. 

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worthy,  &c./sr  tkouwajl Jladn,  and  bqft 
redeemed  us,  &c.  Rev.  v.  9 

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Hymns 

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SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 


BOOK    I. 


COLLECTED    FROM     THE    HOLY    SCRIPTURES', 

I.  A  h;ctu  /ong  to  the  Lamb  that  ewaffiaiti)  Rev.  j, 


B 


EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
A  mid  ft  his  Father's  throne  : 
Premre  new  honors  for  his  name, 

And  fongs,  before  unknown 
a  Let  eicVrs  worfhip  at  his  feet* 

The  church  adore  around 
Wl'.h  vials  full  of  odours  fweet* 
And  harps  of  fweeteft  found. 

3  Thofe  awe  the  prayers  of  the  fa7nt^ 
Ai«d  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife ; 

Jcfus  is  kind  to  our  cOT.plaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praiie. 

4  Eternal  Father,  who  fhali  look 

Into  thy  fecrtt  will  ? 
Who  bur  the  Son  (ball  take  that  book* 
And  open  ev'ry  feal  ? 

5  He  fbali  fulftlthy  great  decreet; 
The  Son*  deferves  it  well ; 

3Lo  •'  in  his  hand  the  fovTre£gn  keys 
OfheaVn  and  death,  and  hell  I 
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4  HYMNS    AND  B.I, 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 
Be  endlefs  bleilings  paid  ; 

Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with    blcod   * 
Haft  let  the  pris'ners  free  ; 

Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God, 
Andwc  fhall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r. : 

Then  fhotten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

II.    The  Deity  and  Humanity  ofC.brift.    John,  i, 
1*3,14.    Col.  i.  16*    Eph.iii-  9,  10. 

E,T?R  the  blue  heav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroad 
From  ever! ailing  was   the  Word  ; 
With  Gedhz  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
And  TVuft  divinely  be  adgr'd' 

2  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made  2 
By  him  fupportedalf  things  ftand  : 

He  is  the  who^  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly,  at  his  command, 

3  E'er  fifl  was  born,  or  fatan  fell, 
H<:  led  the  hoft  of  morning  ftars-; 
(  Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  ot  thy  years! ) 

A  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  heav'nly  forms  3 
The  word  defcends  an'd  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  rnay  hold  converfe  with  worms* 
DreisM  in  fuch  feeble  flefh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy,  behold  his  face, 
T  '  Eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Kow  full  of  truth  !  How  full  of  grace  i 
"When  through  his  flefh  the  godnead  (hone. 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
Xoleara  new  myft'ricsiicr  e>  and  teU 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL    SOKES' 

c  love  of  our  defcending  God,  * 

The  glories  of  Emanuel. 

III.     The  Nativity  ofQbrift^  Lu,  i.  jo,  &    ii,  X#. 

BEHOLD,  the  grace  appears  ! 
The  promife  is  luifird  : 
Marj*>  lue  wond'rous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jefus  is  the  child  ! 

a  [The  Lord  the  hightit  God, 

Calls  him  his  dbiy  Son  : 
lit  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throve. 

3  O'er  Jacob  {hail  h«  reign 
\V*ith  a  peculiar  fway; 

The  nations  (hall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay. 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news 
A  heav'nly  form  appears; 

He  tells  the  Shepherds  of  their  joys. 
And  banifhes  their  fears. 

5  Go  bumble  fivainsy  (faidhe) 

To  David's. c't ty  fiy  ; 
The  promis'd  Infant  hern  fr-day^ 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie, 

6  With  hoks  and  hearts  prene^ 
Go.<yifitChriJl.tjour    King; 

Ajk!  ftraignt  a  flaming  troop  waafeea  ; 
The  fhephc  rds  h*<.rd  them  iing — 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  I 

And  hea~u'niype ice  on  earth  ; 
Good  wilt  toxment  to  stigelsjtij) 

A.  the  Redeemer9 j  birtb\ 
-8  In  worship  fo  iivine, 

Let  Saints  employ  their  tong^ae; 
-^Yitfitheceieftial  hoft  we  join, 

Ard  loud  repeat  their  fongsj 


$     •  ;      HYMNS    AND  £.L 

9  Glory  to  God  on  high  I 

And  hea'tfnly  peace  on  earth) 
Qoodiuillto  men , to  angels  joy  ', 
At  cur  Redeemer  s  birth t 

IV.  HYMN,  referred  to  II.  PSALM. 

V.  Sitbmtfion  to  AffiiBire  .  Providence,  Job,  L  3 1* 

NAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
And  crept  to  life  at  firft, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
'  And  mingle  with  oih*  duft. 

$  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

^nd  fondiy  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  favors  borrow  'd  now, 

To  be  repaid  anoa. 

%  *Tis  God  wko  lifts  our  comforts  high* 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (blefled  be  his  name  ly 
i    He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace  all  pur  angry  paflions  then  | 
A  Let  each  rebellious  figh 
Be  liient  at  his  foreign  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  fmiiing  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
:    Its  praifes  fhall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too, 
Which  ftrifces  our  comforts  dead. 

yi.    Triumph  over  Death*  Job,  xix,  %$  %k%  ip 

GREAT  God,  I  own  thy  fentence  juft, 
And  nature  muft  decay ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  duft, 
To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 

%  Yet  faith  can  triumph  o'er  the  grave* 

And  trample  on  the  tombs  : 
MyJefus,  My  Redeemer  lives  ! 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comet, 


B..  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS 

3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  {hall  appear 
High  on  a  royai  feat, 

And  death  the  laft  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquiih'd  at  his  teet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  ikis, 
And  gnaw  my  wAfting  ficih. 

Whtn  God  (had  build  my  bones  aga*Im 
Iie'il  clothe  them  all  afuefh. 

5  Thea  mall  I  fee  thy  lovely  face, 
With  ftrong  immortal  eyes. 

And  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleafure  and  fuiprate, 

VII.    the  Li-oitatoin  of:  '::  G  ft:1 ,  Sec,  Ifa.  1 

LET  ev'rr  mortai  ear  attend, 
And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  goipel  founds 

With  an  inviting  voice, 
s  Lo  !  all  ye  hungry  ttarvrvg  fouls, 

Who  fee d  d  pon  t  he  w  i ::  I  . 
And  vainly  ilrive  with  earthly  toys* 
To  fill  aa  enpty  mind  ; 

3  Eternal  Wifdom  has  oreparM 
A  foul-reviving  feaft, 

And  bids  you;  longing  appetites* 
Tbc  rich  provifion  tafte. 

4  Lo  I  ye  who  pant  for  living  ftream*. 
And  nine  away  and  die  ; 

Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirifc 
With  fprings  mat  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 

Salvation  in  abundance  flows? 
Like  floods  ©f  milk  and  wine. 

6  Ye  periihing  and  naked  poor5 
Waowork  with  mighty  paifc0 


I  HYMNS    AND  ?.  I. 

^To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 
i  Which  will  not  hide  your  ftain  : 

7  Come  naked  and  adorn  your  foult 

With  rebes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labors  of  his  Son, 
'"  And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 

$  Dear  God,  the  trearures  of  thy  leve 

Are  everlafting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  mis'ries  are, 
;-  And  boundlefs  as  our  fins ! 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel-grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  ;     >'e 
Lord  we  are  come  to  feekiupplies, 
*  And  drive  our  wants  away. 

V HI.     Protection  qfthe  Church,  If.  XXvi.  I,  &C> 

HOW  honorable  is  the  place, 
Where  we  adoring  ftand ! 
£,ion  the  giery  of  the  earth, 
--  And  beauty  of  the  land  5 

3  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell  : 
7ne  walisof  ftro.ng  falvation  made* 
-  Defy  th'afTaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, . 
The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 

JLntcr  ye  nations  and  obey 
K  The  ftatutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  (hall  you  tafte  unmingled  joys, 
«  And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 

you  who  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
j  And  ventur'd  oil  his  grace, 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft* 
3  And  b3nifh  all  your  feats  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells 

:  Sternal  as  his  years. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  9 

6  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high  ? 
His  arm  (hall  brin~  them  low  ; 

Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 
Their  lofty  heads  fhall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  feet  (hall  tread, 

In  that  rejeiciog  hour  : 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  /hall  fprcad 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

IX.     The  prcmifei  of 'the  Covenant  of  Grace,  Ifa 
Iv,  i.  2.  Zech.  xiii,  I.  Mic.  vii.  Kj.Eze.  xxxvi,  qk* 

IN  vain  we  lavifh  cut  our  lives, 
To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choiceft  bit  (Tings  earth  can  yield 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  nvnd. 

a  Come  and  the  Lord  wiU  feed  cur  fouls, 

With  more  iubftantial  meat, 
With  fuch  as  iaints  in  glory  love, 

With  iuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  wantfupply, 

And  fill  tour  heart6  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  covenant  and  by  oath, 

The  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Come  and  he'll  clean fe  our  fpotted  fouls, 

Andwaih  away  our  ftains  ; 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  ^ is  Son 

Pour'd  from  his  dying  vtins. 

5  Our  guilt  (hall  vanifh  all  away, 
Though  black  as  hell  before  ; 

Our  (ins  (hail  fink  beneath  the  fea, 
And  fhall  be  found  no  more. 

6  And,  left  pollution  fhouid  o'er  fpread 
Our  inward  pow'rs  again, 

Hisfpirit  fhall  bedew  our  fouls, 
With  purifying  rain, 


*«  HYMNS    AND  B.i. 

7  Our  heart  that  fiinty  ftubborn  thing, 
Which  terrors  cannot  move. 

That  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath. 
Shall  be  diflblv'd  by  love  : 

8  Or  he  will  take  the  flint  away 
That  would  not  be  renVd, 

And  from  the  treafures  of  his  graqc 

1  Beftowa  fofter  mind. 

9  There  mall  his  facred  fpirjt  dwell, 
And  deep  engrave  his  law, 

And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fouls 
To  fwest  obedience  draw. 

io  Thus  will  he  pour  falvation  down> 

And  we  In  all  render  praife  ; 
Wei  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 

And  he  our  God  of  grace. 

X.      BleJcdiiefS'ofGcfpelTime>l&.v*t.>]>    &c, 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Who  ftand  on  Z  ion's  hill  ! 
Who  bjing  falvation  on  their  tongues 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  fweet  the  tidings  are  I 

k*  Zion  behold  thy  Saviour  King  : 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  found, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  fos, 
And  fought  but  never  found  I 

4  How  blefiedare  our  eye*, 
That  fee  this  heav'nly  light ; 

Prophetaand  kings  d^fir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight ; 

5  The  watchmen,  join  their  voicef 
And  tuneful  sotes  employ, 


B.  I  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  « 

Je^ufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 

And  defarts  le^in  the  j  oy. 
6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behoid 

T^eir  Saviour  and  and  their  God. 

XI.  The Smrergnty of  Grace,  Luke.  x.  jr.  2*, 

THERE  wa9  an  hour  when  Chrift  rejoie'd 
And  fpoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praiie  ; 
M  Fatherl  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth  and  heav'ns  and  feas. 

%  "  I  thank  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  and  love, 
*  Which  crowns  my  doctrine  with  iuccefs  ; 
"  An  '  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  iearn 
?♦  The  heights  and  breadths  and  lengths  of  grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceaiM 
"From  men  of  pruience  and  of  wit  / 

u  Tie  prince  of  darknefs  blinds  their  eyee, 
"  And  their  own  pride  rcfiftsthe  light. 

4  Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufe  thy  will 

*{  Chote  and  ordain'd  it  (hould  be  fo  ; 
"  'Tis  thy  delight  t'abafc  the  proud, 
And  lay  the  haughty  fcorner  low. 

5  "There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
■*•  But  thofe  \^ho  learn  it  front  the  Son  ; 

"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  received 

«'  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known/.' 

6  Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 
Who  deals  his  graces  as  he  picaic  ! 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account 

Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

XII.  Free  Grace' reveal* d  in  Chrift,  Luke,  X .  I «. 

JESUS,  the  man  of  conitant  grief, 
A  mourner  all  hi*  days  * ' 


1%  HYMNS    AND  B. -L 

His  fpirit  once  rejoie'd  aloud, 
And  turnd  his  joy  topnufe. 

3  Father  I  thank  thy wond'rous  love> 
Which  hith  ;  eveal'd  thy  Son 

To  men  unlearned  ;  and  to  babes 
Has  made  thy  go (p el  known. 

4  The  my  ft  V Us  of  redeeming  grace 

Are  hidden  from  the  <wi;e, 
Wh'^le  pride  and  carnal  reafnings  join 
To  /well  and  blind  their  cys* 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth 
His  great  decrees  fulfil, 

And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace 
By  his  own  fov 'reign  will. 

XIII.  TheTitUs  and  Kingdom  ojCbri/l,  If.xU^ 

I^HE  lands  which  long  in  darknefs  lay, 
Now  have  behold  a  heav'  nly  light ; 
Nations  whic*.  fat  in  death's  cold  fhp.de 
Are bleft with  beams  divinely  bright, 
a  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expected  child  appear  ! 
What  fhall  his  names  or  titles  be  I 
The  Wonderful  the  Counfellor. 

3  This  infant  is  the  Mighty  Godt 
Come  to  be  fuckled  and  ador'd  ; 
Th'  Eternal  Father,Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord. 

4  The  government  of  earth  and  feas 
"Upon  his  fhoulders  (hall  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  dominions  fhall  increafe  ; 
And  honors  to  his  name  be  paid. 

5  Jefus  the  holy  child-  fhall  fit 
High  on  his  Father  David's  throne* 
Shall  crum  his  foes  beneath  his  ftet:, 
&sid  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown. 


B.  T.  SPIRITUAL     SO:  *j 

XIV.  77-tf  Triumph  of  F  .  vHi.  33. 

WHO  mail  the  Lord's  de&  condemn  ? 
'Tis  God  who  jjif  ines  their  fouls, 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  roi:s. 

a  Who  fhall  adjudee  the  faints  to  hell  ? 
'  Tis  Ckr,fl  that  furfer'd  in  their  flead  ; 
And^the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  Him  rifing  from  the  dead  ! 

lives  !  He  lives!  and  fits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there  ! 
Who  (hall  divide  us  from  his  !cve, 
Or  what  (halt  tempt  us  to  defpair  I 

4  Shall  perfecution  or  diftrefs, 
Famine  or  fword  ornakednefs, 

He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too^ 

5  Faith  haaan  overcoming  pow'r; 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Cbrifi  is  our  life  our  joy  our  hope, 
Korean  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  ouv  hearts  from  Ctprijl  our  love\ 

XV.  Our  own  Weaknersand  Chrijl  aur'Srengt.b* 

z  Cor.xii.  7,  9,  10* 

LET  me  but  bear  my  Saviour  fay, 
Strength Jball  be  equal  to  the  daj> 
Then  I'D  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs, 
Leaning  on  Atf-fufHcient  grace. 
1  I'll  giory  in  infirmity, 
That  Gbrjft's  own  pow'r  may  red  on  me  ^ 
When  I  am  weak  then  am  I  itrong, 
Grace  is  my  fliield  and  GhriJ}  my  fang. 


14  HYMNS    AND'  BX 

3  I  can  do  all  things  or  can  bear    . 
AllfufFrings  while  my  Lord  be  there, 

Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  fuftains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  onco  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  aione, 
When  new  temptations  fpring  and  rife, 
We  find  how  great  our  weaknefs  is. 

5  So  Sanp/on  when  his  hair  was  loft, 
Met  the  Philiftines  to  his  coft, 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fad  furprife, 
Made  feeble  light  and  loft  his  eyes. 

XVI.  Eolcnna  ioChrlft^  Mat.xxi.Q.Lu.xix.^S, 

HOS  \NNA  to  the  Royal  Son. 
Of  David's  ancient  line, 
His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 
Myfterious  and  dhine. 

a  The  root  ofZtetv'Jhere  *?e  find 

And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time  arejoin'd 

In  our  Emman'el's  name. 

3  BleftHe  who  comes  to  wretched  men 
With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n  ! 

Hofannas  of  the   higheft  fcrain 
To  Chrijl  the  Lord,  be  giv'n  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 
Th*   Hojanna  on  their  tongues, 

Left  rocks'  and  ftones  fhouid  rife  and  break 
Their  filttice  into  fongs. 

XVII.  Vifiory  over  Death,  i  Cor.  XV.  SS>  &-•" 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monfter  deathj 
And  all- to  frightful  pow're. 


B.T.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  ^ 

r  idi  all  the  ftrengtfa  l  ha?e» 
fiog, 

Ad  *     -.  •  »  ? 

.  I  be  pardon'd-  V. 
Dtath  h  .  betide  ; 

Kb  daaming  pew'r  ; 

■'c. 
4.  Now  to  the  God  oi 

Immorta:  paid, 

"ftThomak-  e  we  die, 

T 

XXm.Bhflcdari  Lord 

Rev.  riv.  13. 

HEAR  .  heav'r.pr^  . 

e*d  ; 
^eetist  net, 

And  foft  iheir  fieeping  dlg. 
a  Th e  7  d ;  e  a  n  .1  arc  bl -c  ft  ; 

Ho>  are  ! 

From  fufPring  s  and  £1  ■• "  d , 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  an 
eyre  prefent  iril  rd  > 

The  labors  o:  their  morta. 
reward, 

XIX.    The  S  ■  on,  Luke  L  »y,  &c* 

LORD. at  thy  temple  v.-  appear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  fame  ! 

%  With  what  divine  and  vail  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fi  I'd, 
When,  fondly,  in  his  withered  arms- 

He  dafpM  the  Holy  Child! 


16  HYMNS    AND  B.  I. 

3  Nczv  lean  leave  this  worlds  he  cry'd  ; 
Bshold  thy  fervant  dies  ; 

V-ve  feen  tbv  great  /afo-stttn,  Lord* 
And  el  of  my  peaceful  eyes* 

4  This  is  the  Light  pre  par  d  to Jhhis 
Upon  t  he  gen  ti le  lands , 

Thine  1  fr 'el's  Glory  a  nd  their  llofe% 
To  break  their  Jlwvijh  bands, 

5  [  J  ejus  I  the  vifion  of  thy  face, 
liath  over-pow'rkip:  charms  ! 

Scarce  fhall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
if  Chrifi  be  in  my  arms. 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  beart-ftrings  break, 
How  fweet  my  minutes  roll ! 

A  mortal  paienefs  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  f  :ul.} 

XX.  Spiritual  Apparel,  viz.  tie  robe  of&gheouf 
nejs-i  and  garments  of  Sal-vation^  Ifa.  Ixi.  fe. 

AWAKE,  my  heart,  arife,  my  tongue, 
Prepare   a  tuneful  voic*  ; 
Jfn  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 

Aloud  Willi  rejoice, 
a  'Tis  He  adorn'd  my  naked  foui, 

And  made  faivation  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  made  his  grace  to  fhine. 

j  And  left  the  ftiadow  of  a  fpot 

Should  on  my  foul  be  found, 
He  t6ok  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 

And  caft  it  ail  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds, 
Wr>at  earthly  princes  wear  i 

Thefe  ornaments,  how  bright  they  fhins 
Haw  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  le^* 
And  hope,  and  ev'ry  jrsse  y 


B.  1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  XI 

But,  Jifys  fpent  his  life  to  work 
The  Tobe  of  righteoufnefs. 

6  Strangely,  my  foul,  art  thou  array  M 

By  the  great  Sacred  thrte  I 
In  tweeteft  harmony  of  praife 

Let  all  thy  pow'rs  a^ree, 
XXI.  A  njion  of  the  Kingdom  of  Chrift  among 
men,  Rev.  xxi   i,  a.  3.4. 

LO  !  what  a  glor'ous  fight  appears 
To  our  believing  eyes ; 
The  earth  and  feas  are  pafs'd  away. 
And  the  old  rolling  flcies. 

a  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  refides, 

(That  holy,  happy  place) 
Tiie  AW  Jem/alem  comes  down, 

Adorn 'd  with  ihining  grace. 

.3  Attending  angels  fhout  for  joy, 
And  the  bright  ariries  ling, 

Mori  a  Is  *  heboid  the  J  acred  .eat 
Of  your  de  csnding  King  4 

.4  The  God  cf  Glory  doivn  to  men 

Removes  lis  bleji  abode  ! 
Metis  the  dear  ob<eels  oj bis grace > 
And  He,  the  foxing  God. 

5  Hi j  ovunfoft  handjhall  w/pt  the  tean 
From  tyry  *u*epwg  eye 

And  pains*  e-nd  groans- and  griefs,  and f can  ^ 
And  death  it  -elfjhall  die  ! 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour  !  O,  how  Ion» 
ShaH  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 

Fly  fwiiter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

XXT1.&  XXW.  Referred  to  the  lZ$tb.Pf*lxz. 
XXIV..    The  Rich  Sinner  dyivg,  Pial.  XUX.  6, .9. 

lice!,  viii.  8.  Job  iii.  14,  15. 
rN  vain  fcheie  wealthy  moi  tals  toil, 
And  heap  their  Ihining  dull  in  vain. 


Ti  HYMNS  AND  B. I 

I^ook  down  2nd  fcorn  the  humb7e  penr3 
And  boaft  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 

a  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe 
Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  :;eads, 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe  approaching  <eaui 
From  glrtt'ring  root'3,  and  downy  beds. 

■5  •Their  ling 'ring, their  unwilling  fouls 
The  difmal  iummons  rrraftobcy  ; 
-AncLbida  long,  a  fad  farewell, 
To  the  pale  lump  ofiirekfs  clay, 

4  Thence  tney  are  huddled  ^o  the  grave, 
Where  Kings  and  Haves  have  equal  thrones 2 
Their  bones  without  diftimftion  lie 
Among  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 

The  reft  referred  to  the  tftth  PJtilnu 
XXV.  A  Ttfionqfthe  Lamb,  Rev.  v.  6,  7,$,  9- 

ALL  mortal  vanities  he  gone. 
Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears  t 
Behold  !  amid  ft  th'  Eternal  Throne 
A  vificn  of  the.  Lamb  appears. 

1  rGlory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  blooey  death  he  bore  5 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes,  and  fev  n  his  horn*, 
Hi8  wifdom  perfect  as  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo.  he  received  a  fared  book 
From  Him  r  ho  fits  upon  the  throne: 
Jejus*  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decree*,  and  things  unkno^nj 

4  Ail  the  rfTembled  faints  around 
Fail  worihippipg  before  the  Lamb, 
And,  :n  new  >>nr*s  of  gofpel -found 
Adc.refs-  t/eir  heners  to  his  name 

£  [The  joy,  the  ftiout,  the  harmonj 
Fl^es  o'er  the  ejrerlaftfiijg  hiils  \ 
Worthy  art  thou  a  lent-  (they  cry) 
2fl  read; be bcoJi,  to  lopjetbe jeais*] 


P.  L  ilTTUAL  SOtfGS..  $ 

6  Our  voices*  join  the  heav'nly  drain* 
.And  with  tranfportint?  pleafurc  Gop, 
Worthy  thf  £^wi  who  once  was  (lain, 
To  he  our  teacher  and  our  King  ! 

7  W\s  words  of  prephecy  reveal 
internal  counfel?,  deep  ddigns  : 
His  grace  ar,d  venge;  nee  fball  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

S  Thou  haft  redeemed  our  fouls  from  heh\ 
With  thine  invahable  blocd  ; 
And  wretches  who  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  thdr  God. 

^Worthy  forever  is  the  Lord, 
Who  dy'd  for  treafons,  not  his  own, 
Byev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 

And  dwell  uper.  his  Father's  throne  ! 

XXVf.  H:p?  cfHfai-en,  by  the  re'urrtfyon  $J 
Ciinft,  i  Pet.L  3,  4,  5.' 

BLEST  be  the  everlafriig  God} 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  : 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais*d> 
His  majeity  ador'd. 

%  When  from  the  dead  He  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  cui'd  him  to  the  &y, 
He  crave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  in-brctf  lias  require 
Our  flefh  to  fee  the  duft  ! 

Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour rofe, 

So  all  his  followers  mull. 

4  There's  an  Inheritance  Divine 
Rc&nrVi  againfrthat  day, 

•Tis  uncorrupted,  undefii'd, 
caailOt  wafte  away, 


sp  HYMN  3  AND  3. 1 

3  Saints, fc)r  thcpow'r  of  God,  are  kept, 

"Tii!  the  Ifaiv^tton come  ; 
Wc  walk  by  faitti,  as  itrangers  here, 

'Tili  Chrift  mail  call  us  home. 

XXVII.  Affarance  of  Heaven,  1  Tim.  iv.  £,  <&tL, 

DEATH  may  difiblve  my  body  now. 
And  bear  my  fpirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  follow", 
JNor  my  falvation  come  ? 

a  With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fon$lit 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Fifcifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith, 

And  wait  the  fure  reward, 

5  God  has  la'd  up  in  hcav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The*gfacicus  Jtfd  e  at  that  great  day 

Will  pbee  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King'of  Grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone  : 

^  But  all  who  love,  and  Ion?  to  fee 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  y^/tiSi  the  Lord,  fhall  guard  me  &fe 
From  ev'ry  ill  defign  ; 

And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  lead 

This  feebie  foul  of  mine, 
•6  God  is  my  everlafling  aid. 

And  heii  fhali  rage  -In  vain  ': 
To  him  be  higheft  glory  paid. 

And  endltfspraife  ;  Ame?i. 

XXVIII.  The  triumph  o/ChylS.  ever  ■/■  ■    -  vs 
of  his  C bur  co ,  I  f a .  X  ! ;  i  i .  I ,  z  ,  3 . 

Wfcl  AT  mighty  matt,  or  mighty  God, 
Comes  travelling  inftate, 
Along  the  Idum?&n  road, 
Away  from  Bozrajfj  gate  r 


B  I-  SPIRITUAL  S0NX5S,  is 

*  The  glory  of  his  robes  procfairn 

tome  vittor'oas  Rang  : 
"  'Tis  I,  the  J  iit,th'  Almighty  Oae, 
"  That  your  falvatioa  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  fiints  enquire, 
Way  thin-  apparel  red  ? 

Why  ail  thy  vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe 
Wiio  in  the  wine-prefs  tread  ? 

4  tc  I  by  myfeif  have  trod  the  prefs, 
iC  And  crunVd.  my  foes  alone  : 

i;   My  wrath  Ins  ftruck  the  rebels  dead, 
•*  My  fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  TinJSdonft  blood  which  dyes  my  robes 
"  With  joyful  fcarlet-ftains  : 

u  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears  _ 
■*  Sprung  from  their  bleedi  ng  veins. 

6  u  Thus  fhall  the  nations  be  deftroy'd, 
"  That  dare  infu-.t  my  faints  ; 

•<  I  have  an  armt'aveiige  their  wrongs, 
"  An  ear  for  their  complaints/* 

XXIX.  Second  Pari :  or,  the  Ruin  o/Antichrift. 
ver.  4,  s\  6,  7. 

UT  LIFT  my  banner,  faith  the  Lord, 
1    "  Where  Anfickrifl  has  ftood ; 

*  The  citv  of  my  sofpefsfoes 
«  Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 

a  M  My  heart  has  ftudyM  juft  revenge, 
"  And  now  the  day  appears  ; 

1*  The  year  of  my  redeem' d  is  come, 

y    *4  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 

44  And  bids  my  fury  go  : 
'  Swift  as  the  light'ning  it  (hall  move, 

u  And  be  as  fatal  too. 

I  u  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  5 
I  ben  ha?  my  gofpel  none  I 


%%  HYMNS  AND  B    I 

«'  Wells  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
"  To  crufh  my  foes  atone. 

5  <c  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  fwo^d, 
"  Shall  waik  the' (treats  arOund. 

"  Bcbe.i  Q»ali  reel  beneath  my  llroke, 
<fc  lii'i  ftagger  to  the  ground/' 

6  Thy  honors.  O  viclorous  Kins: 
Thine  owr  right  hand  fl  all  raife, 

While  we  thy  av -ful  vengeance  fin^ 
And  our  deliverer  praiie. 

XXX.  Pr.T;-;-  f0r  D^ver^^  af^^d^h.  ixti. 

IN  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  Love, 
We  wait  'he  vifits  of  Thy  Grace  ; 
Our  fouls  dc-fire  is  c:j  thy  name. 
And  the  remeiulr-aiice  of  thy   face. 

a  My  thoughts  are  fearchmg,  Lord,  for  thee, 
#Mongft  the  black  ihades  of  loncfbok  nijht  \ 
My  earnefi  cms  (alut«;lhe  ffcUs 
Before  the  dawn  refcore  the  light. 

$  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 
The  tender  patience  o"  my  God  ; 
But  they  (hail  fee  thy  lifted  hand, 
And  fee*  the  feourges  of  thy  rod . 

4  Hark!  the  Eternal  rends  the  %, 
A  mighty  voige  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  muiic  to  his  friend  m 
But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 

5  Corne,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  crace 
*Tillthe  fierce  ftorms  be  overblow^, 

And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe\ 

6  My  Avordmall  boaft  its  tbcufands  fain, 

And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kinj *, 


fkkh  SPIRITUAL  SOrTOS. 

While  heav'n!y  peace  around  my  flock 
Stretches  its  ioft  and  fhady  wings.  4» 

XXXI.  Referred  to  the  Tirjl  Pjalm. 
XXXII.    Strength  from  Heaven^  Ifa.  xl.  27,  ^5fr. 

WHENCE  60  our  mournful  thoughts  arife  \ 
And  where's  our  courage  fieci  i 
Have  rcftlefs  fin  and  raging  htli 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  wc  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name 
Which  form'd  the  earth  and  iea  ? 

And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Gr^sr  weary  or  decay  I 

3  Treafures  of  evcrlading  might 
In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 

He  g'ves  the  conqueft  to  the  weak, 
And  treads,thtir  foes  to  heH. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  fhall  fade  and  die, 
And  youthful  vigour  ceafe  ; 

But  we,  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  onr  flrength  increafe 

5  The  faints  fhall  mount  on  eagle's  wingf, 
And  tafte  the  promised  blifs, 

'Till  their  vnweary'd  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is* 

The     XXXIII,   XXXIV,   XXXV,  ZXXYI, 

XXXVU,;XXXVIII,  referred  to  Pfai.  exxxh 
exxxiv,  Ixvii,  ixxiii,  xc,  and  lxxxiv. 

XXXTX.  God's  tender  care  of  his  Church,  Ife* 
xlix.  13,  14,  &j\r. 

NOW  fhall  my  inward  joys  arife, 
And  bunt  into  a  fong  ; 
Almighty  leve  in fpires  my  heart, 
And  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue, 


*4  HYMNS  AKD  B  I. 

x  God  on  his  thirfiy  bion  hiiV 

^ome  m^rCy-drops  uas  thrown, 
And  foiemn  oaths  have  bound  hit  lata 

To  IhowV  faivat.ori  clown. 

3  ^.~hv  do  we  tbcn  indulge  our  feais> 
Sufpidpns  2nd  complaints : 

Is  he  a  God,  Sttd  ihaii  hb  grr.cc 
Grow  weary  ot  his  feints  ? 

4  Cma  kind  woman  e'er  forget 
The  infant  of  her  womb, 

And  'mong/l  a  thou  fan  d  tender  thoughts, 
Her  iuckUng  h;wc  no  retain  ? 

5  ¥ct%  faith  the  Lord,  /kail  nature  change, 
And  mothers  ntox/Ferj  prtt-e, 

Sionjiii!  dwells  upon  %btJicwt 

Of  tier! -fling  lot*. 

6  Dtsp  on  the  palms  of  both  my  bands 
I  ha-,  e  engrav  d  her  none  ; 

i&y  h  inasjhuilra^e  her  ruiu'd  waiL3 
And  build  her  broken  jrciU . 

XL.  The  bujinefs  and  blffidnefscfgiori&d  SshfMs. 
Rev.  vii.  13,  14,  15*  6k- 

WHAT  h^ppy  triers  or  angels  tie  ^ 
That  all  their  robes  are  /pot's/;  <whttt  ? 
Whence  did  this glcr'ous  troop  arri-ie 
Ai  thef^LreKreatms  of  beavnly  tight  P 

1  From  tcrt'ring  rack?,  a»d  burning  fires, 
And  feas  of  their  own  blood  they  came  : 
But  nobler  blood  has  wafh'd  their  robe<f, 
Flowing  from  Chtift  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach'd  th*  Almighty  Throne 
with  loud  ho/annas  night  and  day  : 
Sv^ett  anthems  to  the  great  Thrce-Cne 
JAca/Ure  their  blcfs'4  eternity 


El.  s? 

ncre  fliail  hungei  mis  ; 

"  He  bids  t  ncir  parching  *  Hi 

To  Q  .  from  the fc  j   . 

5  The  £**?£  who  fills  the  troDf* 

Shall  ihed  around  his  i   i a  : 

I  here  •  caft  on  his  rich  )ov?, 

brink  full  joys  from  living  ltreams. 

us  (hail  their  mightv  biffs  itnew 
Through  th€vaft round  or  endicis  years, 
Whi  hand  ofSov'reign  Grp.ce 

Heals  aii  t^-  eir  wounds  and  wipes  their  tears. 

XLT.    Th*  Martyrs  Glorified  Rev.  vii.  13,  Esfr, 

TftWftft  hoiv  Jblm  I 

\U  array  ? 
Hoiv  came  tbey  tatbr  happy Jec.fi 

OfeisrUArg  day  ? 

a  From  tort 'ring  pairs  to  enck-Aj  >ys 

On  fiery  whte.-s  they  rode, 
And  (irately  waihM  their  raiment  white 

fn  Je  fly'  dying  blood.  . 

3  Now  they  approach  a  tpot  let's  God, 
And  bo\vbcfore  his  throne  ; 

warbling  harps  and  iacred  fongs 
*  dore  the  tihij  One. 

4  The  noxeii'J  glories  of  his  face 
^mon?  his  faints  re  fide. 

While  the  rich  trtafure  of  His  grace 

Scd  al!  their  wants  fnpplyM. 

5  r^rmenlin?  tMrfl:  (hall  leave  their  fou-If* 
And  hunger  Bee  as  fell  ; 

The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fwcet  repair. 

6  The  Lamb  (halt  lead  His  heavily  fiaoV; 
Wifc  re  l i v ; n §  fo un t alas  riict 


a#  HYMNS  AND"  R  r. 

And  love  Divine  fhall  wipe  away 
The  forrows  of  their  eyes. 

XLII.  Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy.  Na-  i.  1,2,3  &fe-* 

ADORE  and  t-emble  for  our  God 
Is  a*  canjumrngjire  !         (*Hcb.  xii'    35.) 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  infiame, 

And  raife  his  vengeance  highs'r. 
a  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns  t 

How  bright  its  fury  glows  ! 
Vaft  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorma- 
Lie  treafur'dfor  his  foes. 

sThofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flow  degree* 

Are  fore'd  into  a  flame  ; 
But  kindled,  oh  I  hov*  force  they  blaze  ! 

And  rend  ail  nature's  frame  i 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  Hee, 
And feek a  wat'ry  grave; 

The  frighted  fea  makes  hafte  away, 
And  ihrinks  up  ev'fy  wave. 

5  Through  the  vrlde  air  tbe  weighty  rooks 

Are  fvvift  as  hail-ftones  hurl'd  ; 
Who  dares  engage  the  fiery  rage 
Which  fhakes  the  foiid  worid  f 

6  Yet  mighty  Cjrod  i  thy  Sov 'reign  Grace 
Sits  Regent  on  the  throne, 

The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race 
When  wrath  comes  rufhing  down* 

7  Thy  hand  ihal!  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  temped  pour, 

While  we  beneath  thy  fhelt'ring  wings. 
Thy  juft  revenge  adore., 

XLlII.  Referred  to  Pfalm  C,and  XLIV.to 

PialmCXXXIIL 
XLV.  The* Lab  Judgement,  Rev.xxi.  53  6,  ft  g„ 

SEE  where  the  great  Incarnate  God 
•JPiita  a  majefric  thione  i   . 


8  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS*  »7 

While  from  the  fkies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  iaft  judgment  down, 

a[«  I  am  the  FIRST,  and  I  the  LAST, 
"  Through  endiefs  years  the  fame  £ 

"  I  AM,  is  my  memorial  ftill, 
"  And  my  Eternal  Name. 

3  «  Such  favors  as  a  God  can  give, 

"  My  royal  grace  btftows  : 
u  Ye  thirfty  fouls,  come,  t*fte  the  ftreams 

"  Where  life  and  pleafure  flows.] 

4["  The  faint,  who  triumphs  o'er  his  fins, 

"  I'll  own  him  for  z/hn  ; 
"  The  whole  creation  ihall  reward 

"  The  conquefts  he  has  won. 

5  li  But,  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  -unelea-» 
u  AndaTl  the  lying  race, 

"  The  faithlefs,  and  the  fcofftng  cre*r> 
•'  Who  fpum  at  offer 7d  grace  ; 

6  "  They  (hall  be  taken  from  my  fight, 
"  Bound  with  an  iron  chain, 

**  And  headlong  plun^'d  into  the  lake 
u  Where  fire  and  darknefs  reign.": 

7  O  may  Iftand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  and  feas  are  fled  ! 

An  i  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
With  bleffings  on  my  head  i 

8  May  I  with  thofc  forever  dwell. 
Who  here  were  my  delight  ; 

Whiie  firmer*,  banifh'd  down  :o  hell* 
No  more  offend  my  fight. 

XLVI,  XLVII.  Referred  to  Pfalm  cxivm,andm, 

XLVIIf.    Chrijlian  flaw,  If.  xi  r8,  19,  &c. 

AWAKE  pur  fouls  (away  our  fears, 
Let  eViy  trembling  thought  be  goae) 
D  d 


«g  HYMNS  AND.  B.  h 

Awake,  and  run  the  heavily  race, 
And  put  a  cheerfdi  courage  on.  - 

%  True,  'tis  artraight  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint  ; 
But  they  rorget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  reeds  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  rnatchlefs  pow'r 
is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlefil years 
Their  tverlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  Thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
Our  fouls  ihall  drink  a  frefh  fupply  ; 
While  inch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
ShaU  me  it  away,  as:d  drop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We  \J  mount  aloft  to  Thine  Abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  (hall  fiy, 
Nor  tire  amidft  the  heav'nly  road. 

XLIX  Works  of  M.o£&  and  the  Lamb,  Re.  xv,  $* 

HOW  ftrong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  GocM 
Who  would  not  fear  Thy  Name  I 
Joins,  kow  fweet  thy  graces  are  ! 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  ? 

%  He  has' done  more  than  Maes  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  King  : 
From  bonds  of  hell,  he  freed  our  fouls* 

And  taught  our  lips  to  fing. 

3  In  the  red  (eay  by  Mofes9  hand 
Th'  Egyptian  hoft  was  drown'd  5 

But  bis  own  blood  bides  all  our  fins*. 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  defart  Ifrel  went* 
With  manna  they  were  fed : 

Our  Lord  invites  us  to  hisflej}?^ 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  19 

5  Mafes  beheld  the  promised  land. 
Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 

But  Chn&Jhail  bring  bisjbii'iusrs  items 
To  [se  his  Father's  face. 

6  Then  fhall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame, 

And  1  weeter  voices  tune  the  fong 
Of  Mojss  and  the  Lamb. 

L.  Light  and  Safaatiim  by   Jssus  Christ   £.ukC9 
i.  68.  zffc<  John  i.  2Q:.  3*. 

NOW  be  the  God  of  I  rV  bieft, 
Who  makes  hi«  truth  appear  ; 
His  mighty  banc  fulfils  his  word, 

And  all  the  oaths  be  fware. 
2  Now  he  bedews  old  David?*  root 

With  biddings  from  the  Ikies  ; 
He  makes  the  branch  oi  promife  moot, 
Thepro:nis'dl>orn  arife. 

3  [Jobnwzs  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  £0  before  his  face, 

The  herald  that  our  Saviour-God 
Sent  to  prepare  hfs  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  .Salvation  known  ; 
Ke  ipeaks  of  pardon'd  iins  : 

While  ^Crace  Divine,  with  heav  *nly  love', 
In  its  own  glory  mines. 

5  H  Behordthe  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

gi  Who  takes  our  guiit  awHy  ; 
«  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  His  head, 
t    ««  On  his  baptizing  day.} 

6  "  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high  ; 

"  Siflk  ev'ry  mountain  low  ; 
«The  proud  muft  ftoop,  andhqmble  fouls 

ci  Shall  his  falvation  know. 


jo  HYMNS  AND  ,BJ. 

7  "The  heat  ten  realms  with  J/r'J'j  land, 

"  Shall  join  in  fweet  accor^  ; 
"  And  ail  that's  born  of  man,ihali  fee 

«  Theglcryoi  the  Lord. 
S  " -Behold  the  Morning  Star  arife, 

"  Ye  who  in  darkneis  lit  ; 
"  He  marks  the  path  which  leads  to  peace. 

"  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

LL  Ftefervkig  Grjct,  Jude,  14,  a  5. 

TO  GOD,  the  Only  wife. 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King. 
Let  all  the  faints,  below  the  Ikies* 
Their  bumble  praifes  bring. 

2  'Tis  hiB  Almighty  love, 
His  CGunfel,  and    is  cave, 

Preferv'd  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  inare. 

3  He  will  prefert  our  fouls, 
UnblemiuYd  an    compkatj 

Before  ':he  slory  of  bis  race* 
With  joy   divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofca  feed 
Shall  mcfit  around  the  throne, 

Shall  biefs  the  conduct  ofhis  grace> 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer* God, 
Wiidooaand  pow»r  belongs, 

Immortai  crowns  of  majtfty, 
And  everiafting  fongs, 

LIl.    Bapti'm,  Matt,  xxviii.   19,  Acts  ii.  3$ 

"TpWAS  the  cornmiflion  of  the  Lord, 
X       G*  teach  tb?  nations  and  baptize  * 
The  natioas  have  receivM  the  word 
Since  he  afcended  to  the  fkies. 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  3* 

2  He  fits  upon  the  eternal  hills. 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  hi-  hands, 
And  fends  his  cov 'riant  wifh  the  Teals* 
To  tyefs  the  darkfome  Gentile  lands. 

3  Repent*  and  Is  baptized,  he  faith, 

Hbr  ihe  remiffton  of yo::rfms  ; 
And  thus  our  fenfeaffiib  our  faith 
And  mows  us  what  his  gofpel  mean5. 

4  Our  fou's  ht  wafhes  in  his  biood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 
And  the  ctdo^  Spirit  from  oui  God 
Defcendslike  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  tHee, 
And  figal  ourcov'nact  with  the   Lord  ; 

0  may  the  great  Eternal  three 
In  hcav'n  our  iblemn  vows  record. 

LIIL  TbeEolj  Scriptures ,  Heb.  i.  1.  z  Tim.  ifl 

15,  16.  Pfalm  cxlvii.  19,  20. 

GOD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
His  mind  and  will  to  faints  of  oil, 
Sent  his  own  Son  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  days. 

1  The  nations  read  the  written  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  fare  record  : 
Tne  blight  inheritance  of  heav'n 

Is  by  the  fweet  conveyance  giv'n. 

%   God's  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  exprefa  V 
Able  to  make  us  wife  and  blefs'd  ; 
The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 
4  Ye  happy  fends,  who  read  his  love 
In  long  epiftles,  from  above. 
(He  h  *.th  not  font  his  facred  word 
To  C7'ry  land)  praife  ye  the  LorA 
D  d  z 


$%  HYMNS  AND  B.j, 

LTV.  Saint j  beloved  //zChrift,  Eph.  1.3,   &c, 

P1SUS,  we  bkfs  thy  father's  name  ; 
Thy  God  and  our's  are  both  the  fame  ; 
What  heav'nly  bkffinjrs  from  his  throne 
F3li  down  to  Gnners  through  his  Son  i 
a  Chr'ifl  be  my  frfl  efrfl,  he  faid. 
Then  chofe  our  fou'.s,  in  Cbrljl^  our  head. 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 
Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  Eternal  !ove  begin 
To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  iia; 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed, 
Blamele/j  in  love>  a  holy  /•■«/. 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  fons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chofe  2X  once  ; 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praiie  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5  With  Chrift  our  Lord  we  (hare  our  part 
in  t  he  affections  of  his  heart ; 

Nor  mail  our  fouls  be  thence  remoVd, 
'Till  he  forgets  his -firft  belov'd. 

LV.  Sicknefs  and  Rr-covery,  Ifa.   xxxviii.  9,  &C 

WHEN  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  dinrefs 
Our  God  defer ves  a  fong ; 
We  take  the  pattern  ot  our  praife 
From  Eezfkiah's  tongue. 

%  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  open'd  wide,  in  vain, 
If  be  who  holds  the  keys  of  death 

Commands  them  faft  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flefh  are  wont  tf  abufe 

Our  miuds  with  flavifh  fears  : 
Our  days  are  pafl,  and  zuejball  lojt 
fiCJk-  rcmnan  t  of  our  jean. 


3.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  33 

.    4  We  chatter  with  afwallow's  voice, 
Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn, 
With  bitternefs.  inftead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  word, 
And  no  difeafe  wfthftands  : 

Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  thcfprings  of  1'fe  mould  break, 
He  can  our  frame  reftore  ; 

He  cafts  our  lins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

LVI.  Babylon  Falling,  Rev.  xv.:,  xvi,  19.  xvii.  6* 

WE  fing  the  glories  of  thy  lo\e  ; 
We  found  thy  dreadful  name  1 
The  chriftian  church  unites  the  longs 
Of  Moja  and  the  Lamb. 

1  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  works 

Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  Almighty  Lord, 

How  jiiS  and  true  thy  ways  ; 

3  Who  dare6  refufe  to  fear  thy  name. 

Or  worfhipatthy  Throne  I 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thy  hoiinefs 
Through  ali  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Bsbylon^  which  rules  the  earth* 
Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  blood, 

Her  crimes  fhall  fpeedily  awake 
The  fury  of  our  God. 

5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 
And  ihe  mull:  drink  the  dregs  ; 

Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  Sov'reign  Judg^ 
And  Avail  fuifi*  her  plagues* 


3#  HYMNS  AND  B.  I 

LVII,  Original  Sin,  Ro.  v.  ia.  Pf.  li.  3.  Job  xlv.  4 

BACKWARD  with  humble  fhame  we  look 
On  our  original ; 
Hew  is  opr  nature  dauVdand  broke 
In  our  fir  ft  Father's  fall. 

»  To  all  that's  good,  averfe  and  blind* 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill  ; 
W-hat  dreadful  darknefs  veils  our  mind  I 

How  obftinate  our  will  J 

3  [Conceiv'd  in  fin  (O  wretched  flate) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath  ; 
The  firft  young  pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How ftrongin  our  degen'rate  blood 
The  old  corruption  reigns, 

And,  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood? 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins  !] 

5  Wild  and  unwh#fcfome,  as  the  root, 
Will  ail  the  branches  be  ; 

How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
From  fuch  a  deadiy  tree  ! 

6  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  unclean 
Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 

Who  can  command^  vita!  ftream 
From  an  infected  fpnng  ? 

3  Yet  nvghty  God,  thy  wondVous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  ckan, 
While  Chrift  and  grace  prevail  above 

The  tempter,  death,  and  fin. 

S  The  Second  Adam  (hall  reftore 

The  ruins  of  the  firft  ; 
Hofanna  to  that  fov'reign  pow'r, 

Which  new  creates  our  duft  1 

LVIII.    The  Devil  Vanqui/hed,  Rev.  xii  ,7. 
ET  mortai  tongues  attempt  to  fing 
4  The  wars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  flood 


B   I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  j5 

Val  of  th'  Eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

a  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boafT. 
Their  courage  links,  ihrir  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  fatan  thrown  ; 
Down  to  the  earth  nis  iegionsffeil ; 
Tiu-n  v?as  th:  tramp  of  triumph  blown, 
And  (hook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  heli. 

4  Now  is  the  hcur  of  darknefs  paft, 
Chrifi  has  alium'd  his  reigning  pow'r  ; 
Beho;d  the  great  acculercait, 

Down  from  the  ikies,  to  rife  no  more  \ 

5  JTwas  by  thy  blood;  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down  : 
7Twas  by  Thy  Word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  heav'na  I  let  ev'ry  ftar 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  : 
Saints,  while  yefrngthe  heav'niy  war, 
Raifeyour  Deliverers  name  on  high! 

LIX.    Babylon  fallen^  Rev.  xviii.  20,  *l. 

IN  Gabrld  s  hand,  a  mighty  ftone, 
Lies  a  tair  type  of  Babylon  : 
Prophfts,  rejoice,  and  ally*  faintfy 
God/hail  a  r  long  complaints \ 

1  He  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  flood  ; 
Hz  funic  the  mill-ftbnein  the  flood  ; 
Thus  ten  Bab'ion/kif — 

kink — and  no  mord  be  found  at  ail. 

LX.  The propHtfeJVleGiah  Born,  Luk.  1.46,  &e« 


© 


UR  fouls  fhalUmagnify  the  Lord  ; 
In  God,  the  Savour,  we  rejoice  : 


j6  HYMNS  AND  3*.  I. 

While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  fong, 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  our  voice, 
a  [The  Higheft  faw  her  tow  eftafe, 
And  mighty  things  His  hand  hath  done  ; 
His  overfhad'wrng  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  a  Son. 

3  Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her  blefs'd, 
And  endlefs  years  prolong  her  fame  : 
But  God  alone  muft  beador'd  : 
Holy  and  Rev'rend  is  his  Name.] 

4  To  thofe  who  fear  and  truft  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  {lands  forever  fure  : 

From  age  to  age  his  promife  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  fecure 

5  He  fpake  to  Abrtfm  and  his  feed—* 

In  theejhall  all  the  earth  he  blepyd  I 
The  mcm'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  His  Eternal  breaft. 

6  But  now,  no  more  {hall  Ifr\l  wait ; 
INo  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn  : 
Lo,  the  Defire  of  nations  comes — 
Behold,  the  promis'd  feed  is  born  ! 

3LXI.  Chrift  Coming  to  Judgment,  Rev.  i .  5,6,  jr- 

NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  b  elow,  . 
And  ftrains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

*  'Twas  he  who  cleans'd  our  fouleft  Ons, 
Lnd  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  blood  : 
*Tis  He  who  makes  us  priefts  and  kingr ; 
And  brings  us,  rebels,  near  to  God, 

To  Jefus  our  atoning  Priefl, 
To  Jefusy  our  fuperior  King, 
It  everlafting  pow'r  confef3'd" 
ind  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fing, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  37 

4  Behold  !  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  fhall  fee  him  move  ! 
Though  with  our  fins  we  pierc'd  him  once* 
Now  he  difplays  his  pard'ning love. 

5  The  unbelieving  worid  fhall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day : 
Come,  Lord— nor  let  thy  promife  far?, 
Nor  let  thy  char'ots  long  delay. 

LXII.  (Thrift  Jefus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  wrjkippti 
by  all  the  Creaticn.RtY.  r.  11,  i2>  13, 

COME  let  us  join  our  chearful  fongs 
With- angels,  round  the  throne  : 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues* 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

a  Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  dy'd}  they  erf, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  tSt  Lamb  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  flain  for  us. 

3  Jejus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Hongr  andpow'r  divine  y 

And  blefiings,  more  than  we  can  give. 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  fky, 
And  air,  and  eatth,  and  feas, 

Confpire  to  raife  thy  glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlcfs  praife, 

5  Let  all  creation  join  in  one, 
Toblefsthe  Sacred  Name 

Of  him  who  im  upon  the  throne,* 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

LXlU.Chri(l9sHvmi!&tiortiarJEx'akatfon9Ret\* 

WHAT  equal  honors  fhall  we  bring, 
To  Thee,  O  Lord,  our  God,  the  Latnb* 
When  all  the  notes  which  angels  ling, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  i 


&  ^  HYMNS  AND  B 

a  Worthy  is  he  who  once  was  flain, 

The  Prince  of  Life,  who  groan'd  and  dyM  ; 

Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty  Father's  tide. 

3  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
"Who  ftood  condemn 'd  at  Pilate ls  bar :. 
Wifdom  belongs  to  ye  us  too, 
Though  he  was  charg'd  with  madnefs  here. 

^  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  lofs : 
To  ram  aicribe  Eternal  Might, 
Who  left  his  weaknefa  on  the  crofs. 

5  Horror  immortal  muftbe  paid, 
inftead  of  fcanda?  and  of  fcorn  ; 
While  glory  mines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crowp.,  without  a  thorn. 

6  Bieflirigs  for  ever  on  the  Lr*>nb, 
Who  bore  the  curie  for  wretched  men ; 
Let  angels  found  his  facred  ra-ine, 
And  ev'ry  oreature  fay — Amen. 


LXIV.     Adoption,  i  John,  hi.  i,  &c.  Gal.vi.  6> 

BEHOLD*  what  wond'rous  grace 
Tl  e  Father  has  beftow'd 
On  fmner?  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  ens  of  God  ! 

z  ?Tis  no  liiTprihng  thrr.g 

That     e  rnou.d  be  unknown  : 
Tha  'Jefun/b  world  kne*f  not  their  King. 
God's  everlafling  Son  :  — 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made  : 
But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  near, 
We  fhall  be  like  our  Head, 

a  A  hope,  fo  much  divine, 
May" trials  well  endure-—. 


g;fc  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  3* 

ourge  onr  foals  fromfenfe  and  fin, 
as  Chrift,  the  Lord  is  pure, 
5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  fh  re  a  ri.'  i  part, 
Send  down  tiiy  fpirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 
Like  flaws  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  fruit  Abba  Father  cry. 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

LXV.     9*Be  day  9/ judgement.  Rev.  ~\.  r  r, 

LET  th'  CeVnth  angel  found  on  high  ; 
houghta  be  heard  through  all  the  fky; 

of  the  earth  with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

i  Almighty  God,  thy  pcw'rafTume, 
Who  waft;  and  art, and  art  to  come  ; 

\  r,  the  Lamb-  who  once  waft  Ihin, 
*o  ever  livcj  forever  reign  ! 

$  The   angry  nations  fret  and  roar 
That  they  can  Iky  the  Cunts  no  more  : 

ingS*of  vengeance  flies  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  Hood. 

v  mud  Che  fifing  dead  appear-* 
Now  the  decihve  tern*  ice-hear  ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infiaite  reward. 

LXVT     Chrift  at  hi:  Table,  Sol.  Song,  i.  *,  3, 8cc, 

LIT  nim  embrace  my  foul,  and  prove 
Mi.ic  int'reft  w  h*s  hea\'nly  love  : 
Th:  voice  which  telts  me — Tbou  art  mine-** 
Exceeds  the  bieffings  ot  the  vine. 
%  On  thee  th'  annointing  Spirit  came, 
And  fpieads  the  fcvor  of  thy  name  \ 
Ee 


Ao  lliMNS  AND-  B.  L 

That  oil  of  cdadnefsand  of  grace 
Draws  virgin  fomsto  meet  thy  face. 

3  Jefus allure  me  by- thy  charms, 
My  foul  mail  9y  into  thine  arms  ! 
Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favors  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 

[4.  Wonder  and  pleafure  tune  our  voice, 
To  fpeak  thy  praifes  and  our  joys  : 
Our  rnem'ry  keeps  this  k>vc  of  thine 
Beyond  the  tafte  ofricheit  wtne.j 

5  Though  in  ourfelves  deforra'ti  we  are, 

And  black  as  Kedan  tents  appear  $ 

Yet  when  wc  put  thv  heauti    ,;n, 

pair  as  the  courts  of  SoJomtn. 

[<S  While  at  hi-,  table  fits  th  Ming, 

He  loves  tQ  fee  us  imi.e  and  ffng'i 

Our  graces  are  our  bzii  p.' rum?, 

And  breathe  like  fp'kenard  round  the  room-.] 

7  As  myrrh,  new  &1  edjtig  from  the  tree. 

Such  is  a  dying  Chrift  to  rhe  ; 

Anl  while  he  makes  my  &ul  his  rruefr, 

My  bofom,Lord,  fhali  be  thy  reft. 

fs  No  beams  of  cedar  01  of  Mr, 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare  ; 

And  here  we  w^.it  until  thy  iove 

Raife  us  to  nobler  f^ats  above.] 

EXVII.  Seeki Wg.  the  pajlurcs  of  Cbrift  thtSbep* 
herd>  Solomon's  Socg,  i.  7. 

THOU",  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
Alljeafthlyjpy,  and  earthly  leve, 
Tell  me  dea>*  Shepherd  le*  me  know 
Where  do  thy  fweeteft  pafture3  grow  I 

a  Where  is  the  lliadow  of  that  rock. 
Which  from  the  I\m4efend8  thy  flock  ; 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS-  4I 

Fain  would    I  fccd  among  thy  fhe?p, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  (1  ep. 

3    Why  mould  thy  bride  sppear  like  one     « 
Who  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftam  net  w  ould  nevtr  rove, 
Womd  never  frek  another  love. 

[4  The  footfteps  of  thy  flocks  I  fee— 

iweete  ft  paftures,  here  they  be, 
A  wonti'rous  feaft  thy  low  piepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans  and  tears. 
5  His  dearcft  Beft  he  makes  my  food, 
A  n  d  I;  d  &  roc  dri  n  k  his  richeft  b  I 
Here  to  ihefe  hills  my  foul  wnlcorae, 
7Ti!i  my  beloved  lead  me  home.] 

LXVIiT.  B.:?:c:.:t  p/iwaf,  Sol.  Song  £.  i?  a,  &c, 

BEHOLD  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
The  Lily  which  the  vaHies  bear  ! 
Bthold  the  Tree  of  life.  which  gives 
Refreshing  fruit  and  healing  leaves  i 

z.  Among  the  thorns  fo  iiiies  mine, 
A  m  o n  g  \\  i ! d  g c  u  it  s  t  h  e  n  oh !  e  v  ir. e ; 
So,  in  my  eye&j my-Savicur  proves, 
A  mid  ft  a  thoufand  meaner  fan 

3  Beneath  his  booling  {hade  I. fit. 
To  fliieW  me  from  the  burning  heat ; 
Of  heavVy  iru:   he*fprtad  ;  fe; 

To  feed  my  eyes  an 

4  Kindly  he  brought  me  tot;  e  place 
Wheic  ftood  the  banquet  of  1  ; 

He  t 

The  banner  of  his  love  he  (bread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  g<  ;, 
lie  chear'd  this  linking  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  op'oing  his  own  heart  tome, 
geihew'd  his  thcr 


HYMNS    AND  BI. 

6  O,  Never  let    my  Lord  depart ! 
Lie  d  >wn.  awd  reft  upj\i  ray  heart  ; 
I  charge  rny  uns  not  once  to  n 
Difturb;  nor  v% ;.  .ieve  my  love. 

3LX1X.  Cbt  }>/j  Church    and  fak- 

ing her  c  i,  y   *p,  il>  cCC. 

THE  voice  of  my  bf.Iovfd  founds 
Cvtrr  the  rocks  and  i  ads  ; 

O'er  hiilf  ofguifc  and  feas  or  ^ i icf, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief  ! 
•z   Now  through  the  veil  of  fkfh  I  fee? 
With  eyes  of  io^'e  he  looks  on  me  ; 
l^ow  in  the  goipel'a  cleareft  glafs 
He  fhews  the  beauties  ofthis  face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  rny  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  ; 

Rife,  faith  my  Lord,  make  bafte  away* 
iVb  mortal  joys  arc  worth  thy  ft  ay* 

4  W»  Jewifli  winfry  fiate  is  gone. 
^Tbe  mi/is  are  fit  d  the  Spring  comes  Ofy 
^The  f acred  Turtle  Doi-c  we  herr 
Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  %  ear* 

5  Tb7  Immortal  Vine  of  heavnly  rcotf 
JBIrj/bms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  jruit\ 
Lo  !  we  are  come  to  tafle  tne  wine  ; 
Our  foui3  rejoice  and  blefs  the  Vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Je  ajfay-r 
Rife  up,  my  love  a?:d  bafte  away  ! 

Our  hearts  would  tain  ou'-fly  the  wind> 
And  lea*e  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

LXX.  drift  inviting  and  tbe   Church  an/werinj 
the  invitation^  Soi.  Song  ii.  14,  i6>  17. 

H\RK  !  the  redeemer  from  on  high, 
Swictiy  iuvites  Ids  fay 'rites  ni$o-  ; 


I 


-».  f.  SPIRITUAL     BONGS,  ^ 

From  c?.vcs  of  darknxfc  rind  qfdoubf, 
.ntly  speaks  ah<3  DBt. 

2   jiff  .  rV^  />:  rfr 

.  bfjrrozu  oroks^ 
forgef  tlyfi 
'  And  let  ihy  voice  delight  in'm 
*   T"v  voice  to  7n r  founds    ever  f-weetj 

-  in  thy  countenance  m. » i  . 
Though  the  vain  world  thy  j 
7Ti  brigbi  and  cpm?ly  in  mirtt  eyes 

4  Dear  Lord  on- thankful  heart  rec  '    - 
The  hope  twine  inyrtation  gives  : 
To  tbee  oarj  >}  :\i\    p.-  th  i     rafte 
The  voice  cr  prayer  and  of  pfaife:  ] 

f  <  I  am  ray  I    v<:'?  and  ::c  is  mine  \ 
Oar  htaits  cur~  hopei  our  pafli 
Ko*:!cta  motion  nor  a  word. 

thought  arife,  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  foul  toprJiures  f.-ir  he  leads, 
Among  tjlelili  e  feeds, 
Among  the  faints,  (whoie  rjobts  a^e  white 
YVafh'd  in  his  blood) is  h:s  delight! 

7  'Ti«l  the  daybreak  and  ih-.inow?  lice* 
'Tiil  the  fwee't  Jamming  ii.  ht  I  fce, 
Thine   eye?  to  mc-waid  often  turn, 

Ncr  kt  my  foul  in  darkriL  fs  mourn. 

8  Be  fckc  a  hart  on  mountains;  greeii* 
Leap  o'er  the  hiiis  of  fear  ami  fin  ; 
Nor  euiit-  nor  unbelief  divide 

My  Love,  my  Saviour  from  my  Cdc?) 

LXXL     Chrifc  fcsrJ  in  tie  firreU  and  brought  t» 
the  Church)  Sol.  Song;  i'i.  i,z»3>  4,  5. 

OFTEN  I  feek  my  Lord  by  night 
J§  ujy  my  iovc  ray,  frulh  celig  b£ 


44  HYMNS    AND  B.I. 

With  warm  defire,  and  reftlefs  thought 
J  feek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

£  Then  I  arife  and  fearch  the  ftreet* 
7Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Savioiir  meet  t 
I  afk  the  watchmen  of  t»  e  ni::lit, 
fflhere  did  you ,  *ee  tnyjoul's  delight  ? 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way* 
Directed  by  a  heav'niy  ray  ; 
31  le^p  for  joy  to  fee  his  face, 
And  hold' him  fall  in  mine  embrace* 

1 4  I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home 
(  Nor  does  my  Lord  refufe  to  came) 
To  Zion's  facred  chambers  where 
2Vly  foul  firft  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'dfor  my  fate  \*ith  deadly  fmart  ; 
f  give  my  foul  to  him,  and  there 

Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  fhare.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
.Approach  not  to  difturb  my  joys  ; 
2^or  iin  nor  hell,  come  near  my  heart* 
To  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

XXXII.  Coronation  of Chrifi-  and  E/poufals  cf  tb* 
Church,  Sol,  Song,  in,  %, 

DAUGHTERS  of  Zion  come  behold 
The  crown  of  honor  and  ot  gold. 
W;  ich  the  glad.chuich;  with  joy,  unknown, 
PlacM  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

3  Jerus  thou  cverr'afting  King, 
jftccept  trie  tiibute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  weil-eeferv\i  renown, 
/.nd  wear  oir'praifes  as  thy  crown. 
3    Let  rv'ry  adt  of  vorftiip  be 
tike  cur  efpouiais.  Lord  to  thee  ; 
Likt  the  tfear  hour,  whenfrrm  abov^ 
%  I  firft  rcwv'a  fliy  pledge  yf  taye, 


B  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4J 

4  T*e  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
Our  hearts  wou  ioug  to  ftay  : 
N  >r  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold. 
Nor  comfort  fink  nor  loxt  grow  cold. 

5  O!  let  each  minute  as  it  flics, 
Incrcafe  thy  praife.  improve  our  joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fi-.g  thy  name 
At  thv  great  (upper  of  the  Lamb/ 

6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away. 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  ? 

The  Kinprof  Grace,  iha  i  fill  the  throne, 
With  ail  Li*  Father's  gioiies  on. 

tXXIi?    Tie  Church* s  beauty  in  the  eyes  c  Chii;i5 
Soi.  §ong,  iv.  i,  io(  n,7,  8,9. 

KIND  is  t\e  fpeech  of  Chrift,  otu:  Lord, 
ff  ction  founds  in  ev'ry  word  ; 
Loy  :: :  v  art  fair  my  love,  he  cries. 
Ar  .  :.  ej  ung  doves  hi v§  tweeter  eyes, 

\z  Sweet  arc  thy  Zips,  thy  plerjing  xoict 
Sai    \      :  ; ;  nc £t  r  with  J ec ret  joys  ; 
No  fpiee  a  •<  !^ts  the  fmell, 

ffiorwiiktftor  honey  foftes  fQ<welL] 
5  Thou  art  all  fairy  my  bride  to  me  % 
I  Will  heboid  no  (pot  in  thee  : 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs  ; 
And  pais  a  comeUnefs  on  worms  i 

4  D'.fiiM  and  loathfeme  as  we  are, 
He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  ir  fair  ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav 

His  graces  and  hisrightcoufneis. 

5  My  filler  and  my  pent-:  he  cries 
IZoundto  my  bear,  by  nrar'aus  titt  , 
Tt:    t>o<u  r\ful  Iotc  mj  heart  ret. 
Injlrovg  delight  cntdflevjing  chains^ 

6  He.  calls  me  from  the  leopr  (fa  (Jen 
?  xora  the  wide  wond  of  be&fl;*  and  ft 


' 


46  HYMNS    ATnD  8.1 

To  Zfon  where  Lis  glories  are-— 
Kot  Lebanon  is  haii  fo  fair. 

7  N  >r  den«  of  prey,  nor  flow'ry  pl»in% 
'  Nor  earthiy  joys,  nor  earthly  pains 
Shad  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my  fi  ay, 
Wnen  CrW/? invites  my  foul  away. 

LXXiV.  the  Ghurchthe  garden  o/Chrift,  SoJa~- 
mon  Son~,  iv.  \\,  ij,  15.  a/d v.  1. 

WE  are  a  garden  walPd  around, 
Chofen  an  o  made  peculiar  ground ; 
A  little  fpot,  enclosed  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wildernefs. 

1.  L'kf?  tree4*  of  myrrh  and  fpice  we  ftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand  ; 
And  all  his  fprings  in  7/:on  flow, 
To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

3  AT?ke   Ohcav'nly  Wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ! 
Spirit  Divine,  defcend  aild  Irealhe, 

A  v;  aclaus  gate  0:1  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  ben  fnices  ffow  abroad, 
To  cnterr  ain  our  Siviou.  -  lod  ; 
And  fa:th,  and  lov  ,  ar    joy  appear, 
A-  -  ev'ry  grace  b    acTve  here. 

[5  Let  my  beoved  co:r\c  £n  \  t.ule 
His  pleafaat  fruits  at  his  own  feaft  :—- 
J  come,  my  [pou  e.  I  come  ;'<e  cries, 
With  'ove  and  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Oar  Lad  ;nto  his  garden  convs, 
Wed  p-easV.  tofmell  our  pooi  perfumes  ; 
And  calls  us  to  a  feaft  dm  lie, 

Sweeter  t;  an  honey  milk  or  wine. 

7  E-'tofibe  T^ee  of  Lifi  my  frier,  ds, 
The  bttjfings  which  my  Father  Tendi  i 
Yvur  taJtejhiU  fcj  mi  dainties  provs* 
And  drink  abundance  of  my  Is  ve* 


B.  L  SPiRITU.^     SONGS.  4*7 

we  will  Sequent  t%y  board, 
And  ling  the  be-"  »iir  Lord  - 

n  which  we  ive, 
IXmandt :  i  c  man  tonguec  can  give] 

LXXV.     Th  dc  cription  of  Chvift    the    belovedy 
So!.  SotK-  v.  9,  10,  n.  iz>   i*    ij>  16 

THE  ffdhcPHng  worid  enquires  to  know. 
Why  I  fttouid  love  mv  yefus  fo  ; 

What  are  bji  churns-  fcv  the;.,  abo\s 
T'Je  object?  of  a  mortal  ij've  ? 

-  my  Beloved,  to  m    §ght 
Shews  a  fweet  nitxture   red  and  white  ; 
Ail    uman  rine, 

In  my  Beloved  meet  and  thine. 

j  White  is  his  to i il.  from  blemifh  free  5 
Red  ood  riL  (bed  for  me  ; 

Tht  f;r're(t    f ten  thau 

A  iu  1  <d  flare. 

[4  Hts  held  the  fin-  f>  pold  excels  ; 
Thcr  n  dwell*, 

And  g-  r     ikeacr  wn  adorn* 
Thole  temp  es  01  ce  beftt  with  thorns  I 

k  Compai  t  round> 

liird  by  c  fi^n-osotms  oufcd: 
His  lac -to  fi  e  n  Riore  ihai  bear 
The   1  :ingfpeaf.] 

{6  His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Tru  » diamonds  fet  in  rings  of  .old  ; 
Tjjoije  h<  av  nh  hands,  whi<  h  on  the  trep 
Were  d  torn,  anc  bice  for  me  ; 

y  Though  once  he  bovr^d  his  feeble  kneer> 
Loaded  with  fi  nies 

►*  hie  command 
K;    cgs  like  marble  piilais  ftaii    ] 
[8  His  eyes  "re  majejty  and  love— 
The  eagle:  tempered  with  thu  cove> 


4%  HYMNS     AND  B.  I- 

No  more  fhail  trickling  forrows  roll 
Through  chofedc^r  windowsofhis  fcul.l 

9  His  mouth  which  pour'dout  long  complain^ 
Now  fmi  ies  and  chears  his  fainting  fain- s    : 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 
Than  Lebanon,  with  all  its  tree'?. 

io  All  over  ^lor'ousis  my  Lord, 
Muft  be  belov'd  and  yet  ador'd  ; 
Ills  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 

LXXVf.     drift     d 'wells  in  heaven  but  nj/i is   on 
Earth,  Sol  .Song,  vi.  j.  2,  3,  13. 

VY^IiFN  Grangers  ftand  and  iiear  me  tell 
VV     What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell  ; 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  mv/  feek  and  love  him  too. 

3  My  be$  Be  love:!  keeps  his  throne 
On  hills  of  tight' 9  in  worlds  unknown  : 
But  he  defcei.do  and  ihcws  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

\$  In  vineyards  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  fcand; 
He  feeds  among  the  fplcy  beds. 
Where  tiiiea  mow  their  fpotiefs head's. 

4  He  has  engrofeM  my  warmeft  love, 
No  earthly  charm?  my  fairi  can  move  ; 
1  have  a  manu>n  in  his  heart, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  (hall  make  us  partjj 
[$    He  takes  my  foul  e't-r  Tarn  aware, 
And  Glows  me  where  his  glories  are ; 

•  N  >  char'o .  of  Avuncdib 
The  heav'i.iy  rapture  can  defcribe. 

6  O  may  my  fpirit  daily  rife 
On   winps  eft."  h  above  the  ikies, 
'Til!  death  (hall  makemyla't  remove* 
To  dwell  icitvei  with  my  lc%  e. 


B.  I.  AL  SONGS.  4? 

LXXVII.    rbeJovto/Ckriftto    the   Church*  So? 
-   3.  6,  9.  12 

NOW,  in  the  gail'ries  of  his  grace, 
ng,  and  thus  he  fays; 
How  fair  my  'cunts  are  in  my  Jig 

lea  ant  for  dktigbt  ! 

*  Kir  .~rd, 
There's  hcav'nly  grace  inev'iy  wore  ; 
From  that  dear  mouth, a ftreani  divine 
Flows  fwceter  than  iRe  choic.ft  wine. 

3  Such  wond'rous  love  awak>  s  the  Itp 
OtUir7t>.  who  werealmoft  afleep, 
To  fpeak  the  praifes  of  thy  name* 
Aria  makes  o  ur  cold  affections  flame, 

4  Thefe  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
Infields  and  villages  beJo*  ; 
Giv_*s  us  a  reiifh  of  hi?  love. 

But  keeps  hisnob'eft  feaft  above. 

5  Tn  para  due,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  entertainment  traits  : 
Fruits,  new  and  oid,  laid  up  in  ftore, 
T:.cre  we  ihallfeed — but  thufi  no  more, 

LXXVIII.  Strength  c/Chrift's  lovt^cnd  the  fcuh 
jcaJahjj  of  her  euai,  Sol,  Son* ,  viii.  5,  &c 

W^  fair  one,  in  diftrefs, 
That  travels  from  the  wfidetrirfi  \ 
hn  "r  I      Bfd  with  forrowsand  with  f.r s, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  fhe  hans. 

•  3  This  is  the  tpfo&t  ofChrift,  our  Ccd, 
Bou  be  treafrites  cf  his  bleed, 

And  her  and  he"  complain;., 

Is  but  the  voice  off. 

j  "  O  let  my  name  engraven  ft 
*  Bd  rt  and  en  Q) 


13  HYMNS  AN0  B.  J, 

*  Seal  meiipon  thine  arm  a?d  weir 
"  That  pledge  of iove  forever  there. 

4  -c  S  rongvr  than  death,  my  love  is  known, 

*<  Wfcich  floods  of  wrath  cou.d  never   drown; 
u   Indh  :i  and  earth,  in  vain  combine, 
*'  T  3  quer.ch  a  fire  lb  much  divine. 

5  u  But  I  am  jeaio-"^  o:  my  heart, 

'*  Left  it  (honid  once  r,  >m  Th-e  ckpart; 
"  Then  let  t  y  nanu  bew.il  imprefa'c, 
u  As  a  fair  i\<necon  my  bre  :ft 

6  K  'T'll  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thv  horn* 
«'  Where  fears  and  doufcta  can  neve/ come  ; 
«'  Thy  count'nance  let  me  often  lee, 

««      nd  often  thou  fnait  hear  from  me. 

7  u  Come,  my  btiov-d,  hafle  away  ; 
*s  Cut  ihort  the  hours  of  tny  deia>  ; 

*5  FiVj  like  a  youchru*  hatt  or  roe* 
if  Over  the  hiiis  where  fpices  ^row." 

LXXI'X.  A  morning  Hymn*  Pfalm  xfot.  ??  g  aQ. 

ixxiii.   14,  25 

GOD  of  the  morning,  at  whole  voice 
The  cheavful  inn  make*  hafte  to  rife, 
And,  hke  a  giant,  doth  rejoice 
To  run  h»8  cumey  thrcu6h  the  ikies. 
a  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  eaft, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins— 
And, without  u^earinefs  or  reit, 
Round  the  whote  earth  hefles  and  ftiinei, 
3  Oh,  like  the  Sun,  may  I  fulfil 
Th*  appointed  dur.ies  of :  the  day; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will, 
M^rch  on,  and  keep  my  heav  nly  way  1 

[4  But  I  mall  rove-  and  iofe  the  race, 

If  God,  my  Sun,  fhou'd  difappear, 

^nJ  leave  me  in  this  wonci's  w»Id  maze^  ( 

^0  follow  ev'ry  wanting  (tur. 


B.I-  S?:?vT7UALSOyos.  $s 

L.  fkj  commac  I  purtf 

Thy  gofpel  ma  Jie  wife. 

And  lvc  me  tp  thy  biii'a  ; 

A: I  my  deurts  andhop^-s  btftde* 

tr'd  \Viih  this.- 

J>XXX.  /.  n  iv  8,  andiifv 

5,  6.  and  ciiiiL  8. 

TS  for  the  Lord  h  -  \ 

Thus  fa.  Li :  pow'r  prolongs  my  day?, 
Andev'ry  tv'nir 

«  :e. 

:h  of  my  time  has  mn  to  waft?* 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  Dear  my  home  ; 
But  he  rorgfrrtl  my  follies  paft; 
He  :.:  h  for  days  to  come, 

«  I  lay  to  f!eep. 

Peace  ead  ; 

;ep 
ilations.  round  my  bed. 
4  r~r  vain  the  ftjna  of  earth  or  heli 

ne-*a  thoufand  frightful  things  ; 
3od, in fafetyj  makes  me  dwell 
icath  the  ihadow  of  his  wings. 

U  Faith,  in  His  Name,  forbids  mi 
-.ay  thy  pre  fence  ne'er  depart ! 
.  in  the  moraing  make. me  hear 
The  !ove  and  kindneu  of  thy  heart. 

i    L»e  night  of  death  fhall  corrve, 
h  the    ground, 
A  nd  wait  ' f  - ; . fe  my  tomb- 

Wit  h  fcweel 


jrf  HYMNS  AND  3.1. 

LXXXI.  A  Song  for  Mofningor  Bvemigy  Laou 
Hi    13.  iia.  XiV.  7. 

MY  God,  how  endleft  13  thy  love ; 
Thy  gifts  are  dfc'ry  ev'Hiftg  new ; 

And  morning  mercies,  fr  .in  above, 
Gently  diilii,  Hkc  early  de  ,v. 
a  Thou  fpread'A  the  curtains  of  the-nigfotj 
Great  Guardian  of  my  Ceepin<  hours; 
Thy  Sov  reign  Word  reftores  the  light* 
And  quickens  all  my  cro.vzy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  Thv  command^ 
To  Thee,  I  confecrate  my  days , 
Perpetual  bkiSngs  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praiie. 

L  X  X  X 1 1 .  God  far  a  bo  vt  creatures  *  Job  jfcl?  &%* 

SH  \LL  the  vile  race  of  flefh  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator  God  I 
Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 
More  holy   wife,  or  juft  than  He  ? 
a  Behold  !  He  puts  his  trufl  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  "his* 
Are  neither  hoiy,  juft,  nor  wife, 

3 rBut  how  much  meaner  things  are  they* 
Who  fpring  from  dutr,  and  dwell  in  clay  I 
Touched  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 
We  faint  and  vanilh,  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day.  from   day  tonight, 
We  ^ie  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight; 
gnry'd    in  duft.  whole  nations  lie 

rife  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  PowV,to  thee  we  bow; 
How  frai1  are  we  !  how  gjof'oiis  thou  ! 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  fhall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  con: pare ! 


vrc  ws, 

A  ^  chance  ; 

,    and  woes  ; 

nee  ! 

'Tom  burning  coals, 

oc  ; 
ur  fouls, 
s  up,  to  mourn. 

:.  ]  leave  my  caufe, 

.  .  iawi 
•iateoufnes. 

t'crl  b)re, 

[    ace — 
-  no  more 
eafe. 

::i  Strength 

;a.  si?  zi — 25. 

rtjoice  and  fear, 
Son  prbc 

tics  : 

/  rT,  and  I  the  first. 

God  the  jafc; 
b  toihew 
and  faivation  too. 

(hades  of  dartecre fs  dwstl, 
ergCQi death  and  hell — 
p  :omt,  fro  in  dtftant  lands, 
:  :.: : .  and  b  .:  w  *n,  are  in  my  hands . 

r/  my  Hoi/  Name  have  (worn, 

be  word,  in  vain,  return  ; 
0  Me,  fhallal!  things  bend  the  fence* 
A  Acd  tv'ry  t<  fwcar  to  : 


S4  HYMNS  AND  B.I. 

:  eoufncfs  \ 
*•  Bat     -  nyname, 

*>  I  vith  eternal  fhame* 

i  mt,  the  L  ill  the  fed 

**  Or  ..  fins  be  freed  : 

*4  And  ;  grace's  prove* 

c*  TLcii  iut'refl  in  qiy  pard'aing  love.'' 

JUXXXV     TheJbptL 

TKE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
j.u   tiom  his  throne  ^ 
ct  M . .  ±rt  the  names 

%i  By  known. 

a  u  Ye  4  i  who  (it 

l>  In  dai    i 
c<  Loo  J:,  fr  i  t  pit, 

"To  my  recdv*iing  grace-'f 

3  Sinners  fhall  h<    *   >e  found  : 

c     iitsfhaiiown. 
O  tir  righteonfi  t„-fs  an  a  re  found 

In  Ti 

4  In  The  fej  truft, 
And  fee  'q  : 

God  will  pro::  Juft 

v'n. 

I.XXXVI.  Ccktr  Sc    — <^Jobix.». 

HfcaR*j  race 
d  £ 

-   3j 

We 

aT  -  rad   noughts 

I'll  :e  ? 


1 7 

pro  t 

:z — 
Ti?  $ 

- 

THUS  I  One, 

i  high—* 

2  CfE  "- — 

I  earth  !  [  h 
*'  T 
*  I;  2D  a 

I 

art  all  the  b 

«  And  ea''\- 

When  I  c 
■*  7  n 

;; 

F  :  i 


Si  H3  5*0  B.I, 

j  O  may  thy  pard  ning  ?racc  be  nigh, 
LdtwcjTibu  d  faint*  defoairand  die  ! 
IhaU  cur  bettr  thou  rhta  approve 
Tac  methods  q[  \  aing  love.] 


LXXXVIII.  £i/J  frk  J  >y  o  f grace  and  bops>  Ecd  . 
ix.4?  j>  6,  io. 

LIFE  is  the  t;me  to  fervethe  Lord, 
The  time  t,;nin.e  the  great  regard, 
A  n  i  -V  np  H 0 : d  ••  q h t  to  burn , 

The  vilcif  finner  may  return. 

fJX$*  *s  the  hour  which  God  has  giv'n 
To  ?ic  ipe  from  hthto  8y  to  heav'n  ; 
The  i  ~i,wiVu  mortals  may 

Secure  ihc "  ?4£agf  ofthe  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  muft  die, 
ButAtl  th-  dead  forgotten' fie"; 

ua vnh  y  -.-ncc  are  goue> 

knowing  and  unknown. 

4Their hatred  a  d  t  v\\  tove  are  loft, 
The;    ;  '  .  [  i  the  duft  ; 

They  have  no  s  done  : 

Ben  ath  tb  a  the  tun.] 

ten  wh  i  myxhougfitedeSgfi  to  do* 
My  hands  with  ali  \ou    might  purfue, 
g  rice  no  device  no*~  work  is  i  Mind 
dNor  faith  nor  hooe  ben-ach  the  ground* 

I 6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  paft 
Tn  che  cc  id  .o-ave  to  which  we  hafts  ; 
But  daikhefs?,d  ath,  and  long  detpur, 
Rei.,n  in  ettrnid  ftiencc  there. 

L^XXIX-  Youth  and  Judgment,  EccLxl?. 

YE  fon$  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 
Induce  yonx  eyes  indulge  your  tongue, 
-   you1  \  »uis  nenre. 
fend  give  a  logic  to  all  your  fire. 


t 

%  Purfue  the  r>!ea  fares  yo. 
An  i  :a  fongs  ar.d  wine  ; 

^>v — 
;  is  a  day  of  judgment  too  ! 

3  God  from  on 

His  book  records  you 

■  works  of  darkneis  yo*  have  done, 
Muftall  appear  before  the  fun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  dn?, 
Should  ftrjjke  your  hearts  with  terr 
How  will  you  ftand  before  His  face, 
Oranfwer  is:  his  injur d  grace  : 

5  Mmighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  the  alluring  vanities  ! 

And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls  to  fear  the  Lord, 

XC.  Tbejarn* 

LO,  the  young  tribes  of   \ 
And 

And  taite  the  joys  they  fo 

iiey  ?ive  a  k>ofe  to  wild  deikes ; 

ftricl  accoi 

OX  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  I  n]  '.-'• 

The  frighted  earth 
Avoid  the  iurv  i 

And 

j  jar  that  dreadful  dv 
I  the  fiery  teft  : 

I  give  all  mortal  joys  a'.7ay 
To  be  forever" bfeft. 


j 3  HYMN'S  AND 

XCI.     jU-jlce  fo  V-  xii.  j, 

NOW  in  the  heat  of  youth 
Remember  your  ertal 
Bc-hoM  the  momhs  come.  ha 
When  you  ihall  (ay — niyjoys  t  \  ■ 

a  B.held  the  aped  Tinner  poes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  v.-ocs, 
Down  tothe  region  s  of  the  ct  ?a  -1, 
With  endiefs  curCs  en  his 

3  The  dull  ret arng  taduft  again  ; 
The  foul  in  agonies  of  pain, 
/.fcends  to  God 

But  hears  her  doom,  an«     i    es  to  he'h 

4  Eternal  KLing  !  I  fear  Thy  Name  : 
Teich  oae  to  knov — ho$y  trail  I  ."-•■"■'-— 
And,  when  my  fou  ic  remove. 
Give  me  a  maniion  in 


XCII.  Chrift,  ffifdom  c/G  £  ?:o.  viii.  i, 

Q^LtWifdorn  c 

0  And  not  her  foetcb  he  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God  S  ej£ilnal  v/o:;d, 

Pefetves  it  no  rcgar$  I 

$  "  1  was  his  chief  $£ 

"  His  Ewrlaftijvg  $pa, 
<:  Before  the  fir  ft  of  all  i  is  woj 

w  Creation  was  btg^n. 

[3  '^Pefore  the  flyintrfclcucfe, 

1  <;  Before  the  mi  lane1, 

'«  Before  the  Melds,  b  lore  the  fiv 

"   I   dwelt  at  his  ri^ht  h 
a  Ci  When  Hea^orn'd  the  Ikies 

*|  £  nd  buiit  them — 1  wnu  th-  1 
*{  To  order  when  the  fon    flic 

*f  And  rnarlhaVev-'ry  fv?.r. 


a*t 


3-u  GS. 

the  Tea, 

i  fprcad  ti  '-ep, 

i  arirm  d< 

J  to  kvX-p— ■ 

C  ;i  U 

c  e<uth  wa-  me&  ; 

'•Tdc  fom 

My  bufy  t: 
u  On  Itidr  fail    * 

*♦  \V  .  man. 

Then  come,  recc  .ce, 

"  Yt  children,  and  I 

*  Hap 

I^HITS  faith  tie  wifdom  d-— 

.    "B^:  -.an  who  he 

V  Keeps  daily  watch  bci 
«'  Ar 

4 •  Immortal  wealth  a  n  ; 

4i  Immortal  life  is  his  reward — 

••  Doth  his 

*  Fools,  who  2 
**  S_tk  dca 

,xc:v.   ;  -.__ 

— %%, 

T7ATN  a 
V       On  their  c 


6o  HYMNS    AND  B.I. 

2  Le*  yews  and  Gentiles  ftop  their  mciiths. 
Without  a  miirm'r 

And  the  who  e  race  or  ^AA-.vw  fta.id 
Guiky,  before  tfre  Lwd. 

3  I*i  vain  we  dk  God's  i i^Iiteoui  law 
To  jnjtifjufl.  now; 

Smc£ — to  convince,  and  to  condemn— 
Is  ail  the  iaw  can  do. 

J;  fua    how  glorious  is  thy  ?racet 
.;  in  Thy  Name  we  truic; 
Dur  faith  receives arijrh tec ufhtifi 
:ki  stakes  the  fifltti  fjufL 

XCV\    JLegentrothmi  John  i.  13*  and  iii.  3,  &c. 

NO  Far- the  qiity  on  caith, 

Nor  rites,  which  G 
ill  orn:  jy  iior  blocd.ner  bi 
Can  raife  a  ibin  to  heav*«. 

2  The  SoVrelgn  Wilt  of  God,  alone, 
Create--  n    heirs  sf  #r«fcbe  ; 

Bom  in  the  iirv^e  o.;  his  Son. 
AttevV  peculiar  race. 

3  Tie  Spirit,  (ikfe/cme  jheay  Vy  wind. 
Blows  o:  >r  n.ih  ; 

New  tnoltfds  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afrefh. 

4  Our  qmcken'd  fan's  awake — and  rife 
From  the  long 

On  heavniy  thr  onr  eyes 

And  p:aiie  employs  our  ore,  - 

XCVL  Ehawn  rxejudes  Bocfikg,  1  Cor.  i . 
TiUTfew  among  the  carnal  wife, 
JC*     But  few   of 

n  -he  favor  o4"  tnhit  vves, 
Almighty  King  of  Grace* 


B-T.  RITUAL    SOy 

For 

And  t  ji t  fhame 

Oa  honourab 

3  He  calls  the  ft  know 
Tbfc  royft'ries 

To  brini^  afpirn. 
And  ail  its  prid 

4  Nature  baa  all  its  cr 

When  bi  n* ; 

No  fi-jlri  fl  a  •  m  n::  *  -ait, 

But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

71.     Chrift  cvr  rigbt#ntfncfsr  i  Cor.  i  $< 

lJURY'D  in  fhadowg  of  the  ni 

the  light  ; 
Wifdorn  tU  heal  the  blind, 

And  chafe  the  darknefc  of  the  mind. 

a  Oureullty  foil's  are  drown'd  in  tears, 
*Ti  1  i  h  i  s  at :  n ?  n  g  blqd  d  appears   ; 
Tb*n  wc  awake  from  deep  diftnefs, 
And  6i  *rW  o.vr  nght'ouji 

a  Oitr  very  frame  ft  mix'd  with  fin  ; 
Sis  Spirit  makes  our  nature?  clc 
Such  virtues  from  his  tuff'flftgs  ftowi 
At  once  to  cleanie  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jeu  refatan  reigns, 

Binding  his  fiaves  in  heavy  chains  j 

ts  the  pris'ners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

5  Peer  helplefs  worms  in  Thee  poflefs 
Grace,  wifdom.  pSW'r  and  rigbteown^fs; 
Thou  ar  tour  m  i  £  h  l  y  A I  #L  -*  a  n  d  we 
Give  our  wbtfk  ieives,  O  Lord  to  Thee. 


-  HYMNS  AN] 

X€VUl.     Thefame.        ' 

HOWIieavy  is  the  night 
Which  hangs  upon  our  eyes 
?1  ih  Chriit.  with  his\evjving  Sgbt, 
Over  our  fouls  arifc  ! 

2  Om  guilty  fpivits  dread 
To  meet  the  wrath  orheavm  5  - 

?Ti-li  in  minds  array  *d. 

We  iee  our  fins  forgiv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

l  re  all  our  thoughts  and  ways  -• 
His  hands  inft&ed  nature  cure 
With  fanctifying  grace, 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  ibuis,  ia  vain  p 
He  feis  the  ions  of  bondagt  free- 
And  breaks  che  curfed  chain. 

5  L.rd  we  adore  thy  ways 
To  bring  us  near  to  Geo — 

Thy  fov'reign  pow'r,  thy  healing  grace,. 
And  thine  atoning  b.ood  i 

XCIX.  Stones  made  ch:ldr?n  ofAhnham^fi.:. : 

VArlNarethe  hopes  which  rebels  place 
Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 
Defoe  nded  from  a  pious  race — 
(T.oeir  fitter s  noiu  zuii/:  God. J 

%.  He,  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  I 

Can  take  the  hardeit  (tones, 
And  fill  tne  h^ufe  of  Abrcim  well 

With  new  created  fons. 

3  Such-  wond'rous  pow'r  he  doth  pofl 
Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 

Who  eall'd  the  world  from  emptindl — 
The  world  ooey'd,  and  came. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 
C.     Bdiexe  ar.d  be  Sazedy  John,    in.   16,  17,  iS» 

NOT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men,  " 

Did  Chrift,  the  Son  of  Ged  appear; 
weapons  in  his  hands  are 
No  fiaming fword,  nor  thunder  iLcrc. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  Gcd — 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well, 
He  fcr/  .  >  bear  our  load 

Of  fins,  and  fave  our  foul$  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Savours  word. 
Truft  in  His  Mighty  Name,  and  live  $ 
A  thou  lard 

His  hands  a  thoufknd  blefflnga  give. 

4  But,  vengeance  and  da  Ika 

who  reuiie  his  grace  : 

The  hotter!  ^ce. 

CI.   Joy  in  Heat-en fir  a  rek  tur,  Lu.  X^ 

WHO  car  rift 

Tbro  .  Paradiica 

To  feeap;  irn, 

To  lee  an  a  rn  ? 

prove 
The  Fruit  of  his  Eternal  Love-? 

]  fe€S 

3   Th 
The  ; 

n,  to  fing 
The  . 

•,   Matt.  v.  -z i-is; 

BLI  :  <u  s.  who  fee 

Their  emr 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n* 
And  erg  3>J 


64  HYMNS  AND  B.i 

la  RieQ;  are  the  men  cf  broken  heart, 
Who  moilrn  for  iiru  witli  inward  fmart  i 
The  hiood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows 
A  healing  balm  for  ail  their  wots, 

3  Bled  are  the  meek,  who  Hand  afar 
From  rage  andpaiTion,  neife  and  war  ; 
God  will  fecupe  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  agamft  tne  great. 

4  B'eft  are  the  fouls  who  thirft  for  grace  ; 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  fhall  be  well  fap^ly'd  and  fed 
Witn  living  dreams,  and  living  bread. 

5  B'eft  are  the  men  whofe  howe's  move* 
X\nd  melt  with  fympathyand  love  ; 
From  Chriil  the' Lord,  they  fhdll  obtain 
Like  fymprtfhy  and  love  again. 

6  B  left  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pew'rof  fin  ; 

With  endleispkafwe  they  fhall  ft 2 
A    God  of  fpotlefs  purity.' 

5  Bleft  are  the  iri?n  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  tfu  coals  of  growing  ftriife  ; 
They  (hall  he  call'.'  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
Tjie  fons  of  Gec'—tht   God  of  peace. 

§  B:c(l  pre  the  fufTier?  who  pavtake 
OF  pain  and  fhailie  for  Jcfus*  fake  ; 
Their  fouls  fbaUtriurafJh  in  the  Lord  ; 
Glory  and  joy  are  the?;  reward*] 
CUT     Not  a/named  cf  the  G^peU  %>  Tim.  I  >  E0> 
T'M  not  alhani'dtq  own  rity  Lord? 
A      Or  to  defend  his  cruie, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  o*  his  crofs. 

%  Jejus.  my  God  I  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  ail  my  trnfl ; 
Nor  wiil  he  put  my  foul  to  fhamr, 

Nor  kt  my  hope  be  lc#« 


B-  I.  SPIRITUAL 

3  Firm  as  his  Throne,  hi-  pi orr. 
And  hr 

What  I've  committed  to  his  bands, 
'Tili  the  dtci&rc  hour. 

4  Tii en  wi  -nic 

.:,  in  the  «  i  mi 

Appoint  pay  f< 

CIV.  :-:L 

NOT  the  malicic  ane, 

The  -  i  proud, 

Nor  -in 

Tht  kingdom  of  our  C 

V'f 

By  nature,  a:;d  by  : 

Jean. 

3  B  it  we  are  v.\  :ood, 
We're  pardon'd  lire  ime  ; 

d  Spirit  of    •*»  God 
Ki  oar  frame. 

4  O,  for  a  pcrfeveriBg  po 

To  k  , 

V\  v 

No  . 

CV.     Sot  >,    i,:, 

:  -. 

NOR  eye  bath  i$;n  rcre-r  hath  heard, 
Nor 

ar'd 
For  thou 

2  But  the  gc^d 
Rei 


KJ 


The  beams  cf  g'.ory.  in  hl>  word, 
AJfliVeana  guide  us  home 

"oy  s  above  the  fky, 
nd  ail  t^e  regions  peace  ; 
Ko  want  ems  eye, 

Can fte  or    taftetnc  b\i% 

4  Thofe  be  r  bar 
Pollution   I                   -.m?^; 

None  ice  theie, 

■But  fo/wero  k 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  ; 
Tnere  all  their  names  are  found  * 

Tfce  hypocrite,  in  rain,  fhali  foive, 
To  tread  the  he 

CV;.  jDsatf  ft  Sin  by  the  Ore's  o/Chrif^R^. 

SK  ALL  we  go  on  to  £n,  - 
race  about 

Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  ©pen  zA  his  wounds  : 

i  Forbid  it,  migruy  God  ! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 
That  we,  whofe  fioi  are  cruciryV', 
Should  raile  them  from  %.e  dead. 

3  We  will  be  flaves  no  more> 
Since  Ghrifi  has  made  us  free, 
HasnaiiM  our  tyrants  to  the  crofs, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

CVilf.  The  fail  and  recovery  of man.  Or,  Chrift 
ai*d  Satan  Qt  Enmity,  Gen.  iii.  i,  15,  17.  Gal. 
iv.  4.  Col.  ii.  15. 

DECEIVED  by  fubtie  fnares  of  hell, 
am.  ourhea'"',  our  father  fell  ; 
ien  fat  an,  in  the  Icrpent  Bid, 
I    epos'd  the  fruit  which  God  forbid. 


? 


2  Death  was  the  threat 'ning  :  Death  began 
To  '  ake  pofR  flion  of  the  man  ; 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound,        «^ 
And  heavy  curfes  Imote  the  ground. 

3  But  *atan    frund  a  worfe  reward  : 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord— 
"  Let  everlafling  hatred  be* 

"  Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  the?. 

! :  4  The  woman's  ksd  fhal1  be  My  Son ; 
<c  He  ihall  deftroy  what  thou  haft  done— 
<c  Shall  break  thy  head — zn*  only  reel 
^  Thy  malice  raging  at  bis  ieeU1         #• 

I  c  He  fpake — and  bid  four  thoufand  year!, 
KoUon — it  length  h?$  Sen  appears; 
Anjrehi  with  joy,  defcend  to  earth. 
And  fing  the  young  Redeemer's  bi 

6  Lo,  by  the  foes  of  hell  be  dies  ! 
But  as  be  bung  'twixt  earth  and  fkiee. 
He  Rave  their  prince  a  fatal   Mow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  be 

CVIII.  Chrift  Wffeen  and  Beloved,  1  Pet.  i.  8. 


N 


I 

OT  with  our  mortal  eves 


Hive  we  beheld  the  Lord ; 
Yet,  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  hil  word. 

1  On  earth  rve  wan*'  the   light 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inraoft  thou 
To  4 well  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taftethy  love, 
Our  joys  divine- y  grow 
pDfpeakablej  like  thofe  above, 
And  b eav ' n  be g in s  below. 


KYMN5  AND 

.  G  IXc     Tbs  'value  of  C  h  ri  ft,  and  hi:  Ri*r  tec  u  fiefs • 
Phi'.,  iii.  7j  8    9.  J    ™ 

N'dnnore,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more 
Of  ail  the  duties  T  hive  done  : 
■  I  quit  the  hoptsl  he'd  be 
Totruft  the  merits  or"  thy  Son. 

a  Now  for  tke  love  I  bear  '-is  N^me, 
What  was  my  gain  I  qount  my  id's  ; 
My  former  pride  l  call  my  ihsme, 
And  naii  m)  glory  to  his  crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  I  mud  and  will  e#eem 
/ill  things  but  lofv  for  Jems'  fake  ; 
O,  may  my  icui  be  found  in  Him; 
And  of  hid  righceoumeis  partake  ! 

4  The  be  ft  obe-dience  of  my    hands 
Dares  not  appear  before   Thy  Throne  ; 
But  faith  can  amwer  Thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

CX.jDzat'j  anditflrnediatt  Glory.  2  Cor  v.  1  r  5,8, 

THERE  :?  a  houfe  not  made  with  has 
Eternal  and  on-h;gh  ; 
And  here  my  fnirit  waiting  flands, 
'Tili  God  mail  bid  it  fiy. 

^.Shortly  this  prifan  of  my  clay 

Muft  be  difToiv  d  and  fait  * 
T^en,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heav'niy  Father's  call. 

3  >Tis  he  by  his  Almighty  grace, 
Who  forms  thee  fit  for  heavm  ; 

And,  as  an  earned  of  the  place> 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith'  of  joys  to  come— 
Faith  lives  upon  his  worti ; 

Bu  ,  while  the  body  is' our  home, 
We're  abfent  from  the  Loid. 


SPU1TUAL    S0XG3-  69 

pleafant  to  believe  thy  g*fece> 
ould  rather  fee  ; 
.-.  ou'd  be  abfent  from  the  flefh. 
And  pefent,  Lord,  with  ihee. 

CXI.  Gracti  Titus  III-  3—-. 

LORD,  we  corfefs  our  numerous  faults- 
How  grx-at  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
)Jilh  and  vain  were  al!  our  thoughts, 
And  ail  our  lives  were  £n. 

a  But.  O  my  foul,  forever  praife, 
JFo;  ** 

Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways 
Of  folly,  fin  and    frame. 

[3  Tis  not  by  works  of  jrrghteoi3 

n  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  lr.v'c  by  ha-- reign  grace, 
Abounding  through  His  Son.] 

^  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  ■: 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 

Our  iouis  are  wahYd  from  iin. 

is  through  the  purchafe  ot 
Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  (eat  down  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry  bones  as  we  . 

9  Rdtis'd  from  the  dead  we  live  anew  ? 

And  juftify' d  by  grace, 
We  (hail  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  fee  our  Father's  face. 

CXH.  Locking  to  Jefus.  John  ii:.  14,  r$. 

Sw  prophet  faife 
Serpent  high  ;  ~ 
The  wour  : rii rr  t c -;ate  cafe* 

iinp  forebcre  to  die. 


;o 


HYMNS    AND 


B.I. 


a  Look  upward,  in  tbp  dying  hour, 

'/?v— - the  prophet  cries  ; 
But.  Chrift  performs  anohiercure, 
Whe*h  faith  Lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  crofsthe  Saviour  hung  ; 
High  o'er  the  heav'iis  he  reigns  ; 

Here  finners,  by  th'  old  ferpent  ftung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  G^cTs  own  ?on  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives  ; 

The  Jew  behold 's  the  gfof'otfs  hope, 

Th'  expiring  Centiic  lives. 
CXIIl^  Abraham's    BleJJhig    on  the  Gentle*. 
Gen    xvii.    7.  Rom'  xv.    8.  Mark  x.  14. 

HOW  large  the  promise  !  how  divine  ! 
To  Abra'-n,  and  his  feed  ; 
fi^I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 

«  Supplyiv;;;  all  their  need." 
%  The  words  of  this  extenfive  iove 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 

And  feals  the  bleffing  lure- 
2  Jems,  the  ancient  f  *th  confirms. 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 

And  calls  them—  heirs  ofheavn* 

4  Our  God)  how  faithful  are  his  ways  I 

His  iove  endures  the  fame ; 
Nor  from  the  promife  of  his  grace 

Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

CXIV.     The  fame,  Romans,  xi.  16, 17. 

GENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
To  the  wild  olive  wood  ; 
©race  takes  us  from  the  barren  ttfee, 
'   And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 


B.'T  TTFUAL    JO^GS.  7X 

a  With  tht  fame  bteffings,  grace 

Tne  Gentile  an 
Jf  pure  and  ho;/  be  the  root, 
1C&  arc  the  branches  too. 

en  let  the  children  of  the  &ixtfs 
'  Be 

pint  on  them.  Lord, 
J  warn  them  in  thy  blood. 

4  Tims  to  tv  and  their  fevvi, 

Shalt  thy  fol^ati 

lum'rous  houiehoids  meet  at  Laft 
In  one  eternal  home. 

CXV 

LORD,  hew  Tec i] re  n 
A nd  i  cad  \ 

1  was  alive,  without  the  iaw^>  ' 
And  thought  my  fir.s  were  £ead. 

a  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright,. 

But  fincethe  precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  pow  *f  and  light, 

I  find  how  vile  1  am.. 

My  guilt  appear 'd  tint  fin  all  before, 
'Tih,  terrib  y,  Ifaw 
How  perfect  holy,  juft  and  pure, 
Was  thine  tit  rnai  La*T . 

4  Then  felt  my  -ou1  the  heavy  load ; 
My  pas  reviv'd  again  ; 

J  liad  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hop^s  were  fi. 

5  T'm  like  a  her  ..,  fold, 

Under  the  pow*r  or  fin  ; 

not  do  the  good  i  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confeknee  clean. 

('My  Gc4.  I'D  cry  with  ev'ry  breath) 
'  pow'r  to  ii 


7a  HYMNS  AND  B.  L 

Jo  break  the  yoke  of  ft  a  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  Have. 

CXVI.  Love  to  God  and  cur  neighbour,  Mat  xxih 
37 40 . 

THUS  faith  tie  firft  and  great  command, 
f*  Let  ail  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 
**  To  'ove  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
*;  With  utmoft  vigor  and  delight. 

3  «  Then  ffi'al!  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 

•"'  Share  thine  affections  and  eft<  em, 

"  And  let  thy  kfridnefs  to  thyfelf 

?•  Meajfure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him," 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  which  Mofesfpoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  teach  -and  prove  :-— 
For  want  of  this,  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfil *d  by  love. 

4  Bat  Oh  !  how  bafe  cur  paflions  are  ! 
HovV  cold  our  charity  and  ze:  1  : 
Lord,  fill  our  foul?  with  fceayrnly  fire, 
Or  we  ihal!  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

CXV1I.  Eleflion)  Jcrvereign  and  free,  Ro.  ix.    ai« 

BEHOLD  tlae  potter  and  the  clay  ! 
He  forms  his  ve/Tels  as  he  pieafe  ; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  luch  are  we, 
The  fubjecb  cf  his  high  decrees. 

2  Doth  not  die  workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mafs,  which  part  to  choofe, 
And  mould  it  lor  a  nobler  end, 

A  nd  which  to  leave  for  viler  ufe  ? 

3  May  not  the  fov're  ign  Lord  on  high 
Difpenfe  his  favors  as  he  will,     . 
Choofe  feme  to  fife,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  juit  and  gracious  ftill  ? 

[4  Wha  t  if }  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 


B.  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  ft 

SufF  rim*  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 

And  fcai  their  own  destruction  fure  ? 

5  What  if  he  mean 3  to  fhew  his  grace, 
And  his  elecling  loveempioys 

To  mark  out  ibme  of  mortal  race, 
Androrm  them  (it  for  heav'nly  joys  I 

6  ShaU  man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
*  nd  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 
The  thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  word 
Can  crafh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  duft  I 

7  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  light, 
Yet  ftUl  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 

i  Then  mall  he  make  his  juflice  known, 
And  the, whole  world.  befe;e  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  mall  confefs 
The  giory  of  his  righteoufnefs. 

C XVII I.  Mofes  Ejf  Cbrifi  ;  or,  Sins  cgainjl  the 
Law  end  Gofpd*  Jchtt,  i.  17.  iteb.  hi.  3,  5,  6. 
x.  a8. 

THE  law  by  Mofes  came, 
But  peace,  and  truth  and  love. 
Were  brought  by  Chrift(a  nobler  name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

a  *.  mid  ft  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  difTrent  works  were  done '! 

Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  (lood, 
But  Chrift— a  faithful  Sc?z.— 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  ftrict  obed'ence  paid  : 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houie  he  ftands 
The  Sov'reign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  man  who  curft  deipife 
The  law  wbicti  Mofes  brought, 


74  HYMNS  AND 

Behold  }  how  tcribiy  he  r!fcs 
For  his  prefumpt'ous  fault  ; 

5  But  forar  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  ha'e  to  bear  when  Jefus  calls 

And  dare  refill  his  gra 

CXIX.     T/jf  different  fuceejs  eft be   On  pel,  I  €or, 
i.23,  »4 — z  Cor.  ii.  15 — 1  Cor.iii.  6.  7. 

GHRJST  and  his  erofs  are  all  our  theme  ; 
The  myrVries  that  we  fpeak, 
Are  fcandal  in  the  Jews'  eitcem, 
Andfohy  to  the  Greek  :  • 

1  Bit  foals  enli^ht'n.zd  rroin  above, 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ! 
They  fee  *rh*t  wifdom,  pow'r  and  love* 

Shine  in  their  dying  Lord .  - 

3  The  vital  favor  of  his  name 
Reftorcs  their  fainrL1 

But  utffTHef  perverts  the  f.szie 
To  3  lir  and  death. 

4  'Ti  &W9t 
Like.                     heiiv'nly  * 

In  vain  An  olios  fows  the  ground. 
And  P?.'.:  t  in  vah\ 

CXX.     Faitb  of  things  wi/eerffhlcb.  xi.  1,  3,  Sec, 

TT'AITH  is  the  fari^htcft  evidence   - 
J?      Of  things  beyond  our  fight, 
Break  the  clouds  cv  (leih  and  knk, 

A.?d  dw  eJs  in  heav'nly  light* 

3  It  fets  time  paft  in  pre  fen  t  view, 
s  ditrant  profpeeds  home, 
Or  things  a  thouiand  years  ago. 

Or  tiioufand  years  to  come. 
3  By  faith  we  know*  the  worlds  were  mads 
~  %  God's  Almighty  Word  j 


B.t  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  ;/ 

Abraftn,to  unknown  c  cuntries  led, 
Bytaith  obey 'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  fought  a  city  fair,  and  high, 

Built  by    thf  Eternal  Hands; 
And  faith  allures  us,  though  we  die, 

That  heaT'nly  building  ftands. 

CXXJ.  Gbiidren  devettito  God>  Gen.  Xvii.  7,10% 
Acts,  xvi,  14,  15,  33. 

( For  thefe  <who  pre£l  ce  Infant  Baptifm.) 
'T'HUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
X      -Til  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 
"  Til  biefs  thy  numerous  race —  and  they 
"  Shall  be  a  feed  for  me." 

%  Abra'm  betievM  thepromis'd  grace,. 

And  jrave  Xiis  fons  to  God  ; 
feut  water  fea's  the  b'efRng   now. 

Wkich  once  was  feal'd  with  blood* 

5  ThiM  Lydia  fandify'd  her  heute, 

When  ihe  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thu3  the  believing  jailor  gave 

His  honfholfl  to  the  Lord. 
4  Thsu  later  faints,  Eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
To  Thee,  their  infant  offspring'  bring 

And  humbly  claim  thy  grace. 

GXX1L     B>lkrer<;  buried  with  Ckrijl  in  Bahtijml 
Rom.  vi.  3.4.  &c 

DO  we  not  know  that  folemn  wore  — 
That  we  arc  buri7d  with  the  Lord  ; 
BaptisM  into  his  death  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  fin  ? 

a  Oar  fouls  receive  diviner  breath. 
Rais'd  from  corruption  guilt  and  death  : 


76  HYMNS    AND"  B.  1, 

So  froTB  the  prave  did  Cliriii  arife, 
And  lives  tO'Gcd;  above  the  Ikies. 

3  No  more  kt  fin  or  man  reign 
Over  our  mortal  fL»fh  a?ain  ; 
The  var'ous  lulls  we  Htv'A  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

CXXIil .  The  Repenting  Prodigal,  Lu.  xv.  i$r 

BEHOLD  the  wretch,  whofetiuft  and  wine 
Hid  wafted  bis  eftate  ; 
He  btgs  a  flbare  among  the  fw'ne, 
To  tavte  the  hulks  tfeey  eat, 

%**}  djfe  wiU\  hinder,  here  (lie  cries) 

(i  1  ftarve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
€*  My  Father's  houfg  has  large  fupplies, 

"  And  boun^ous  are  his  hands. 

3  "FI1  go.  and  with  a  mournful  tongue* 
"  Fall  down  bc-forehis  race  ; 

"  Fatber,  I've  done  thy -juftice  wrong, 
"Nor  can'ieferve  thy  grace/' 

4  He  faid-— and  ha&'nedfo  his  home, 
To  feek  his  Fathers  love  ; 

TheFarher  ftw  the  rebel  come— 
And  ail  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran — and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kit's 'd  his  fon  ; 
The  rebels  heart  with  forrow  brake 
For  ful.ies  he  had  done 

6<;  Take  off  his  clothes  of  fhame  and  It, 

(The  Father  gives  command) 
*<  Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  cleai?,- 

««  With  rings  adorn  his  hand, 

7  "  A,  day  of  fcafttng  I  ordain  : 

"  Let  mirtk'and  joy  abound  ; 
t«  My  fori  was  dead  and  lives  again, 

f  Was  left,  and  now  is  found** 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

fcxXtV-  Tbejkjt  and  the  SarWAdarr^Ro.v  i%m 

DEEP  in  tic  duft,  before  thy  throne, 
Oar  guiit  and  our  difgrnce  we  own; 
Great  God,  w<  own  th'  unhappy  name 
Whence  fprang  our  nature  and  our  fhame. 

z  Adam)  the  finner — At  bis  fall, 
Death,  itee  acoutpiTer,  fciz'd  us  all ; 
A  thoufand  new-born  babes  are  dead 
By  fata:  union  to  their  head. 

$  Bat  wtfileour  fpiritsfii'd  with  awe3 

old  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 

Bag  the  nan  ors  of  thy  grace, 
That  fent  to  lave  ourruin'd  race. 

i.W-  ft*-  th  me  cverh  fling  Son, 
Whojoin'd  our  nature  to  his  own  ; 
Adam  the  secc*d,  from  the  dull 
Rates  the  ruins  of  the  6r/l. 

[<  By  tb'.  rebellion  of  on^  man, 
Through  attAns  Iced  the  mifchi^f  rah; 5 
And  by  one  man's  obecfence  n  w 
Are  all  his  feed  made  righteous  too.] 
6  Wrrre  fin  did  reign  and  death  abound. 
There  ha:ve  the  iov.s  of  Ad  m  * zvA 
Abounding"  life— -thus  ^tor'ons  grice 
Reigns  through  the  Lord,  our  righteoufr.efs, 

ed*  Heb.  iv.  ir,  16  anc  v  9.  Mat  xii.  ;0« 

WiTH  joy,  «  e  meditate  trwe  grace 
Of  our  ffigft-Pricjflt,  above  ; 
-H«  hnrt  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
.  H;s  bDwels  melt  with  love. 

£  T ••tich'd  with  a  fymrathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame-- 


gg  HYMNS  AlND  frfc 

He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mcai!, 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure, 
The  great  Redeemer  ftood  : 

"Whiit  fatan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refill  to  blood . 

4  He,  to  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 
Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 

And,  in  his  meafure ,  ieels  afrefh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears, 

[5  tje'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax^ 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame, 
jjThe  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 

Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name.} 
4Then  let  ou  humbl  e  faith  aidresfe 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 
We  ilia II  obtain  deuVring  grace 

ki  the  diftrefling  hour. 

GXXVl.Cbarky  andUnckaritablenefs,  Rom.  3d?. 
17,  19.     1  Cor,  x.  32. 

NOT  nff'rent  food,  nor  difFrent  drefc 
Compofe  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord--* 
But  peace  and  k>y  and  righte  oufnefs, 
Faith,  and  obed'ence  to  his  word. 

2  When  weaker  chriftians  we  defpife, 
Wc  do  the  gofpei  mighty  wrong  ; 
For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wife, 
Receive s  the  feeble  with  the  ftrong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  baniuVd  hence  ; 
Mecknefs  and  love  our  fouisperfue  j 
JJor  fhah  our  practice  give  offence 

tf  o  faints,  che  Gentile  or  the  Jew. 

CXXVU.Cbri/Ps  invitation  to  finr.ers,  Mat>£lL 
«   A^QME  hither,  all  ye  weary  fouls, 
%Ji"  Ye  heavy-laden  finners^  come  $ 


pA.  SSfMTlTKL  SONGS.  p 

*  I'll  give  vou  reft  from  all  your  toi  '$, 

•  '  A>:  y  home, 

*  "  They  ftia-1  find  reft  *ho  learn  of  me; 
*'  I'm  of  a  meek  y  mimi  ; 

"  But  pafii  m  rages  like  the  fea, 
M  And  nnde  is  rclllefs  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Bieft  is  the  man  whoie  mou'ders  tattf 
*'  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  deli 

"  My  yoke  js  eafy  to  his  neck  : 

«  My  grice  /hall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jcfus,  w,  r'  y  command  ; 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  hunfbte  zeal, 

Rcil •  n  our  fpirics  10  thy-ILu  d, 
To  mould  and  guide  ts  aC  my  wit!. 

CXXVIII  tte    tip$Tes%  Commtfflon\  Mark  xtI. 

15,  -Sec-     Mat.  xxviii.  18,  <xc. 

€i  /^*  0  preach  my  gofpd,  faith  the  Lord  ; 

Kjf-   Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive; 
"He  mail  be  Civ'd  wbotrtifts  i/y  word  ; 

'■  Ke  ihall  be  damn'd  who  won't  believe. 

\z  i:  I'll  mak?  your  great  commiffion  known, 
<:  And  you  fha'I  prove  my  g.  fpel  true, 
"  By  all  the  works  which  )  have  done, 
*«  By  a'i  the  won-.'ers  ye  fhaH  do. 

3  M  Go  heal  the  lick,  go  ra;fe  the  dead, 
4i  Go.caft  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 

«*  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

"Though  Greeks  reproach  and  Jews b'afpheme. 

4  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands — 
'I'm  *ith  you  'till  the  world  mail  end  ; 

£i  All  pos'r  is-trufted  in  my  hasds, 
€l  1  can  deftro.y  and    I  defend." 

5  He  fpake — and  light  fhone  round  his  lj.£ad  ; 

j  Cn  a  bright  cioud  to  heav  'n  he  1 

II:  hi 


$&  HYMNS    AN3?  B.h 

They  fco  the  fart  heft  nations  fpread 
The  grace  of  their  afcended  God. 

CXXIX.  Submiffion  and Delh)erwnce>Gtfi\x%n.(>* 

SAINTS,  at  yourheav'nly  Father's  word, 
Give  up  youf  comforts  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  ihall  reftore  what  you  refign , 
Or  grant  you  blefiings  t*ore  divine. 

n  So  Abra'rny  with  obed'ent  hand, 
Led  forth  his  fon,  at  God's  command  } 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  fee  took, 
His  arm  prepaid  the  dreadful  ftrofce- 

3  i4  Abretm^  forbear,  the  angel  cry'd, 

*<  Thy  faith  is  kn^wn,  thy  love  is  try'd  % 
4i  Thy  fon  fhall  I've — and  in  thy  feed 
*  Shall  the  whole  earth  be  blefs'd  indeed/? 

4  juft  in  the  laft  diftreffing  hour 
The  Lord  difplays  deiiv'ring  pow'r  : 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  fhall  fee  furprizing  grace. 

CXXX.  Love  and  Haired.  Phi.ii    2,  Ep.  iv.  ?* , 

KOW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 
His  fharp  diftrefs  his  fore  complaints  1 
"By  his  laft  groans,  his  dying  blood, 
I  charge  my 'oul  to  love  the  faints. 

a  Camor*  and  wrath,  and  *  ar,  be  gone— 
Bnvy  an<i  fpite  forever  ceafc  ; 
Xet  bitter  r  ords  no  more  be  known 
Among  t'j  e  faints,  the  fons  of  peace. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  reams  of  noife  and  ftrife  5 
Why  fhou.d  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  feais  our  fouls  to  heav'niy  life  ? 

4  Ten  er  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts~ 
Through  all  our  lives,  let  mercy  run  :  • 


J.  f.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  St 

So  God  forgives  our  num'rous  faults 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift,  his  Son. 

CXXXI  Pbari/ee  mkd  Pubikan,  Lu.  XftiL  10. 

BEHOLD  how  finntrs  (filagree — 
The  Pub.ican  an^  Pbarifec  ! 
Que  doth  his  righteoufnefs  proclaim; 
The  other  owns  his  guiit  and  (hame. 
a  This  man  at  humble  diftance  ftands, 
And  cries  for  grace,  with  lined  hands  ; 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  throne* 
And  taiks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  know65 
And  different  anfwers  he  beitows  : 

The  humble  foul,  with  grace  he  crowns, 
While  on  the  proud  kis  an-er  frowns, 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  he 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifce  ; 
jhave  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  fufT'ring  s  of  thy  Son. 

C  XXXII.  Holincfs  and  Grace.  Tit-  ii.  10—13^ 

SO  let  our  lips  aad  lives  exprefs, 
The  holy  Gofpel  wc  protefs  ; 
So  let  our  wonrs  aad  virtues  fliinc 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

iThus  (hall  we  be  ft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  or  our,  Saviour-  God  ; 
When  the  Sa  vation  reigns  within 
Andgrace  fuUdues  the  pow'r  of  nn. 

3  our  flefh  and  ftnfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
Paffi  >n  and  envy  tuft  and  pride  ; 

While  juftice  temp'rar.ee,  truth,  and  leve, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  oearsour  fpirits  up, 
Wnile.vr e  expect  that  totffud  hope, 


U  HYMNS     AOT>  B.  I. 

The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  ftaods  leaning  on  his  word. 

C  XXXIII.    Love  and  Charity,!  Cor.  xiaa.   2— 7. 

LET  Pharifees  of  high  efreern, 
Their  faith  and  zeai  declare  ; 
Ail  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 
2  Love  fufFers.lonjr,  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provoked  in  hafte  ; 

She  lets  the  prefcntmj'ry  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  paft. 

[3  MaUceand  rage,  thoft  n>>s  ofhellp 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes,  and  k>e:iev:s,  and  thinks  no  ill. 

Though  ihe  endures   ne  wrong. 

4  She  nor  deli  res  5  nor  feeki?  to  know 
The  fcaudats  of  the  time  ; 

Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thofe  below, 
Nor  cpvies  thofc  who  climb. 

5  Sh>lays  her  own  advantage  b-f 
To  feesber  neighbor's  good-; 

-  $0  GodJ6  ow)  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  iives  with  blood.} 

6  Love  is  the  grace  which  "keeps  her  povv'r, 
In  realms  of  light  above  ; 

T^tir  raith  anc  hope  are  kaown  no  more, 
But  ftims  forever  lave. 

CXXX.iV.     Re/igfsn  vain  without  Love- 1    Cor. 
xiii.  if2,   ^. 

HAD  I  thje  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews. 
\nd  nobler  fpeech  tr  an  angeis  ufe, 
It  love  be  abfent,  i  am  found 
Like  tin kling  braf;,  an  empty  found, 

£  Were  Iinfpirfd  to  preaeh  andtell 
4dl that  is  dans  in  heav^a  and  hell, 


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;Ot\  ccald  my  t^f  :  tiit  world  remoyei 
jit iil  1  am  nothing,  without  ov«, 

3  Should  I  djitributeal:  my  ftorc 
To  feed  tne  boweio  oftkc  po  r, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame; 
To  g^tn  a  ma. try's  glor'ou^  name— . 

4  If ic veto  God,  and  lovc  toon •■  n 
Ue  abienl — all  my  hopes  are  -  an  : 
Nor  tongues,  not  gifts, \norile  v  zeal, 
The  work  cr  ioye  can  e'«x  tu  til, 

CXXXV    the' love  ofCbri?  fed   obrord  in  tbfi 
/,  Eph.  vi.  i6,  xc 

CO  ME  dear-,  it  L  >r  o  ■■  dwell 

By  faith  and  ipye  b  cv'ry  breaft  ; 
Then  (nail  v^e  know,  and  ta  d  feel 

T"e  joys  which  cannot  be   { 

%  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  itr-n^th, 
Make  ourena  ?ed  fouls  pod*  s 
And  lean  the  hefghth,  c<->d  breadth;  and  length, 
Of  thin  s  un  m .  a  i  arable  g  r  ice 

3  Now  .to  the  God.  wbaft  new'  c  nd.o 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  vut.    ktow, 
Be  everlaft in g  honors  done 
By  ail  the  church,  through  Chrrft  his  Son. 

CXXXV T.  Sincerity  avd  Hrjecri;    ;  or  Formality 
inmiorfijtyx  |ob  'V   43  Ff  cxx;*.  %$. 

GOD  is  a  Spirit,  i^:  and  w 
He  fees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raife  our  c 
And  leave  our  fouls  behnd. 

%  Nothing  but  truih.  before  hw  thic»e> 

W'th  honor  can  app  a-  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
■  Through  the  dif^uife  they  wea.-. 


I4  HYMNS    AND  B.5. 

a  Their  lifted  eyes  falute  the  ikfefi, 
Their  bending  knees,  the  ground  ; 

But  God  abhors  the  facrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  b  found. 

4  Lord,  fearch  mv  thoughts,  and  try  n 

And  make  my  foul  ftr.cere  ; 
Then  fhall  I  ftand  before  thy  face, 

And  find  acceptance  there. 

CXXXVII.  Salvation  by  Grace,  %  Tkn.i.  9,  io* 

NOW  to  the  pow'r  of  God  Supreme, 
Be  everlafting  honors  giv'n   ; 
He  faves  from  hell— (we  blefs  his  na 
He  calls  oar  wand'iing  feet  to  heav 

a  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
lie  works  falvation  in  cur  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  His  praife. 

.3  'Twashis  mere  pleafure  which  begun 
To  rescue  rebels  dooin'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us    grace  in  Chjift  his  Son, 
Before  he  fpread  the  Harry  iky. 

4  Tefus  the  Lord,  appears  at  iaft, 
And  makes  his  Father's  counfels  known 
Declaies  the  great  tranfactions  paft, 
And  brings  immortal  bkflings  down. 

5  He  dks-^and  in  that  dreadfu:  night* 
Did  all  the  pow'rsof  hell  deft  roy_; 
Riling  he  brought  our  heav'n  to' light, 
And  tookpolTeilion  of  the  joy. 

C XXXVIII.  Saints  in  the  Hands  of  Chrifi,  John, 
5&  a  8,  29- 

FIRM  as  the  earth  Thy  gofpe*  (lands, 
My  Lord,  my  hope  my  truft  ', 
It  I  am  found  in  Jefus,  hands 
Jdy  fouLcaa  ne'er  be  loft, 


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4  His  honor  is  effga?'  d  to  fave 

The  meancft  it  his  deep  -; 
All  which  his  heai  ■'.;  F  thet  gave 

His  hands  fecardy  keep. 
3  Nor,  death  nor  hell  [haH  e'er  remove 

H!i  rav'ates  rVomhis  bre  ft  ; 
In  the  dear  bofom  c^ his  love 

They  muft  forever  left. 

CXXX5X.  Hope  in  the  Covenant  .HtbM  17,  ife 

HOW   cfchave  Qa  and  Stan  ft  rove 
To  rend  myfou'  from  Tnee,  my  God  ! 
But  everiailingis  thy  love, 
And  Jefus  fe.Us  it  with  his  blood. 

3  The  oath  and  pronv.fe  of  the  Lor  dr 
Join  to  cor.nrm  the  wond'rous  grace  \ 
Eternal  Powt  performs  the  word. 
And  tills  ail  hear'n  with  endiefs  praifc 

3  Amidft  temptstion  fliarp  and  long, 
My  foul  to  this  dear  Refuge  files  ; 
Hope  is  my  anchor  firm  and  ftrong, 
YVnile  tempeils  blow,  and  billows  rife, 

4  The  gofpel  bears  my  fpirit  up  \ 
A  fakhful  and  unchangmg  God 
Lays  the  foundation  of  my  hope, 
In  oath*,  and  promiies,  and  blood. 

CXL.  A  thing  and  a  Dead  FSjb.colltged  Jrwm 
fevered  Scriptures. 

MISTAKEN  fouls  !  who -ream  ofheav's,- 
find  mnke  t'^eir  empty  boait 
Of  inward  joys,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 

While  tkey  are  Raves  to  luft. 
a  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  Mights, 
Xf  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 


&  HYMNS  AND  #.  f'; 

None  ffut  a  living  pow'r  unites 
To  Chrift  the  living  He.d. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  a1!  the  heart, 
7T;s  fiith  which  -*ork«  by  iove  ; 

That  bids  ah  flnfirljoys  depart, 
^  nd  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  w}  ich  conquers  earth  and  hefi> 

By  a  ce-eftiai  pow'r  : 
This  is  the  grace  which  (hall  prevail 
in  the  decifive  hour. 

5  Faith  rnuft  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  fruft  his  grace  ; 

A  pard'nng  God  is  jcaious  ftill 
For  his  owr  holinefs. 

6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  fxec3 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  : 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
'rL^  miniiter  of  fin. 

7  His fpiiit  puri&s  ou»*  frame, 
And  feats  our  peace  with  God  ; 

Jef-is,  ard.  his  falvation.  came 
By  water  and  by  blood. 

GXLI.  Tie  Humiliation  and  Exaltation  of  C\u\% 
I  fa.  liii   i — ?,  io—i?- 

WHO  has  be!iev»d  thy  word, 
Or  thy  Salvation  known  I 
Rcvea)  thine  arm  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son  ! 

a  The  Jews  cfleem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief  : 
Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were> 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  eye*  away, 
And  treated  him  with  fcorn  £ 
But  'twas  their  griefs  upon  him  \#f$ 
Their  farrows  he  has  borne. 


B    t.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ty 

4  'Tvvas  for  the  ftubbom  Jew** 
Ahi  unknown.' 

The  C  to  bn  # 

His  b.it-J::oved  Son. 

5  w  tint  I'll  prolong  his  days. 

»4  Ai  Qgdom  ftand  ; 

Lhe  God  of  grace) 
w  Sba  prolptr  in  I  is  hand. 

r6fc'  H-  il  ihali  fee 

u    j  fc  of  his  pain  ; 

«  Ar  •  .ow. edge  juftify 

*  The  puiky  fons  of  men. 

7  *•  Tm  tfeoufand  captive  flaves 
m  death  and  Tip, 
•*  Shall  quic  their  prifons  and  their  graven 
a  ..  His  pow'f  dfmne. 

S  lt  I^avY.  fhai!  advance  My  Son 
il  To  j  yg  wh-'ch  earth  denyVv, 

••  Be        .'•' the  t  iii-^  ii, en  had  done- 

*  Ajad  b  ...  and  dy'd." 

CXIIf.     77V    *;>?^,  Ifa.  liii.  6 — 9,  !*• 

LI  XT  Trie cd  we  went  affray. 
And  broke  the  told  of  God  ; 
d'rmg  w  a  difPrent  way, 
out  ail — the  downward  road. 

>w  dreadful  was  the  hour. 
CD  God  cur  wand'rings  iaid-~ 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  your 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  1 

lorou&was  the  grace, 
Wfc<     Chrift  tuftam'd  the  Mrokt 

and  blood  the  Shepherd  pay* 
A  ranfona  ior  the  flock. 

4   ;  lis  honor  and  his  breath 
Were  *mk?n  both  away  ; 
I  i 


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HYMNS  AND 


JbmM  with  the  wic&ed,  in  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 

5  But,  C„d  (hall  raife  his  head 
O'er  a- -lie  ions  of  men, 

tnd  make  him  fee  a  num'rous  feed 
To  recompenfe   his  pain. 

6  "  I'd  give  him,  (Wth  the  Lord; 
"  A  port' on  with  the  ftrong  ; 

"  He  mail  poffefs  a  Urge  reward. 
u  And  hold  his  honors  long;** 


U.h 


CXLIII.     CharSirs  of  iht  Chlldr:-  cfG:J , 

AS  new-born  babes  defire  the  breait* 
To  feed,  and  grow,  an-d  thrive ; 
So  faints,  with  joy.  the  gofpd  tafte, 
And  by  the  gofpei  live. 

[»  With  inward  guft  their  h:.~rt  approve? 

Ah  which  the  word  relates  ; 
They  iove  the  men  their  Fa  her  loves. 

And  hate  the  works  he  hates- 

*j  Not  all  the  flatt'riag  bai"  s  on  earth, 

Can  make  tUem  (laves  to  In  ft  ; 
They  can't  forget  their  hcay'cly  birth, 

Nor  grove1  in  tae  duft. 

4  Not  all  the  chams  whica  tyrants  u:^ 

Can   bind  their  foil's  to  v'ce 
FaiCh,  like  a  conqu'ror.  can   product 

Athoufand  victories^ 
[s  Grace,  like  in  uncorruptcd  feed, 

Abides,  and  reigiM  within  ; 
Immortal    principle*  forbid 

The  fons  of  God  to  fin-] 

6  Not  bv  th.i  terrors  af  a  Have 

Do  they  perform  his  wfti ; 
But  w'th  the  nobleft  powYs  they  have, 
H  is  fw^et  commands  fulfil,  j 


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vVvhour 

pO^Hfj 

icb   TttVi  I   i  , 

Z  O;-,  s  !  O  glorious  Irate 

Ofbverfl  ! 

To  dwell  I  :er?s  (cat, 

And  fee  hi*  lovely  :"ce  ! 
$  Lord  I  ^drefe  thy  heaVnly  throne— 

Call  r  of  Thine  ; 

Send  down  the  rpirit  orthy  Sea 

To  form  my  heart  cjivti  e. 

jo  There  ihed  thy  ohoHeft  love  abroad 

And  make  ray  ten  \U  rU  ftrong  ; 
Then  ftttli  I  fay— Ai>  Father  Cvd> 

With  an  unwav  ring  tongue. 

CXLiY.  The  Wrineffmf  and fmlbig  Spirit)  Root. 
viii.  14,  is.  Eph.  i.    i  j,  14* 

T T  J  H Y  fli oul d  t he  ch  i  •  -?  rcn  of  ?.  k  I  n g 
VV      Go  mourning  all  their  c'-ays  ? 
Great  Comforter,  ddeend,  and  bring 
Sortie  tokens  of  thy  grace  ! 

1  Doft  thou  net  dwell  in  all  thy  faints 

And  feal  the  heirs  of  Heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banith  my  complaints, 

Aftd  fiicw  my  Jfcis  tor, ;iv,n  ? 

3  AfTure  my  coufckmee  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  w:tnrfs  with  my  heart 

That  I  am  born  ©f  God. 
.4  Thou  art  the  earntft  of  his  love* 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  : 
And  thy  foft  wiring,  Celtftiai  Dove  £ 

Will  fafe  conrcv  me  home; 


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CXLV.  Cf  i  Bi&ii.y 

JEr" 

old 
TbcSoi  wort* 

a  They  firft  _  .   jt 

To  pur^,-  . 

And  ajtjby  nature  clean, 

[3  FreHi  biood,  asco^  day, 

Watf  on  their  air.r  fpiifl 
But  thy  one  offering  taku  away 

Forever)  till  our  guilt* 

4  Their  prldlhood  rati  throucr'. 

For  mortal  was  their  rice  ? 
IT/1:'  never  "changing  tjjlce  jtatuls 
JLism-l  as  thy  days. 

5  Oa&e  in  the  circuit  of  3  vear, 
With  b  ">od,  but  not  h*  3  o\wi, 

Aaron  within,  the  va9  -  ^eir'4 
Before  the  goiden  throne, 

6  But  Or//?  £>•  bis  own powerful  hlcod9 
A  cends  above  tbejkies  : 

And.  in  tbe  frefence  of  our  Gady 

obovu's  bis  oiun  fatrijict. 
j  Jefus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 

On  Zior/s  heav'nly  hill ; 
fc^ooks  like  a  Lamb*hat  hag  been  fliin, 

And  wears  his  priesthood  ftUL 

8  He  e  ver  lives  to  intercede 

Before  his  Father's  ^ace  , 
Give  him,  my  foul,  thy  canfe  to  pleads 

Nor  doubt  thy  Father's  jracc. 

CXLV1 .  Char  afters  of'Gbn/L 

GO,  worftnp.at  Immanuei's  rcet, 
See,  in  his  f£ce  what  wonders  joaeet  t 


£.!.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS, 

firth  is  too  narrow  to  exprtfs 

.  ;,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

'2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
Btot  feme  faint  fbadows  of  my  Lorn* ; 
Nature;  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Muft  mingle  colour  ♦  not  her  own. 
$  Is  be  compared  to  JVihe  cr  Bread  r* 
Dear  Lord 'our  Ton  Is  Would  tiros  be  fed  : 
H  »fti.  that  dying  blood  oc  thine 
lite— is  heav'nly  wine 

4  fj  ft  a  Tree  ?  Tii€  world  receives 
Salvation  from  big  bealnig  leaves  : 

The  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough 
Xs  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

$  I-  He  a  Ro  t  *  Hot  Sharon  yields 
Speb  fragrancy  in  a'l  her  fields  : 
Lily  lie  afTnme. 
_vallies  Weft  the  rich  perfume. 

6  -Is  He  a  Vint  ?  K:s  heavrr  iy  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit-; 
/).  let  a  Kafting  union  join 
My  foul  to  Chrift,  fhe  li\  ing  Vine  ! 

j  Is  Re  the  Head  ?  Each  member  lives, 
Xttd  owns  the  vita!  powers  he  gives  ; 

faints  below  and  feints  above, 
voin'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love. 
g  Is  lie  a  fountain  ?  There  V\\  bathe. 
And  heal  the  plague  of  Jin  and  death: 
Thefe  waters  all  my  fool  renew, 
And  c-eanfe  my  fpotted  garments  too. 

He  a  F}rt  f  He'll  purge  my  enrols  ; 
But  the  true  gold  fufrains  no  lofs  : 
Like  a  refiner  fh all  he  fit— 
And  tread  the  refine  with  hi? feet. 
id  Ts  Hi  a  Rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves  $ 
.  Reck  of  Ages  never  moyre  * 
if* 


151  HYMN5  ATCD  l.fr 

Yet  the  fweet  breams  which  from  him  nowf 
Attend  us  ai.  the  ddart  through- 

fi  r  Is  Ih  a  iry  ?  He  leads  to  Cod— 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  o*  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk,  withhop^and  zzal9 
Till  I  arrive  it  Zion's  hill.] 

[  1 2  Is  He  a  Door  ?  I '11  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  paltures  large  and  green  ! 
A  paradife — divine'y  fair; 
None  but  the  iheep  have  freedom  there.] 
(13   Is  He  difi^nd  a  Corner-Stone, 
For  men  to  build  th*ir  L<eai>yn  lifioiijf 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  coo  ; 
Ner  fear  the  plots  of  hell  beiow 
14  Is  He  ei  teynpJr  7  \  adore 
Tli'  indwelling  vnajefly  and  pow'r  ; 
And  Mill,  to  his  molt  holy  place, 
Whene'er  \  pray,  Til  turn  my  face. 

1  <   Is  He  a  Star  P  He  breaks  the  pigfet  : 
Piercing  the  (hades  with  dawning  "light: 
I  knew  his  glories  from  arar, 
J  know  the  bright,  the  MornuMtiptar, 

1 6  Is  He  a  Sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace  ; 
H  is  courle  is  joy  and  right  eon  fneffi  ; 
Nations  rejoice  ft  hen  he  appears 

To  chafe  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tc 

17  O  let  me  climb  thofth:.:'her  .!kic% 
Where  frorms  and  darkne  fs  nc 
There  he  difplny  s  his  po  v  ->s  abi  ■ 
And  fhim  8,  and  reigns  th'  i 

1  3  Nor  earth  nor  f-  2s,  nor  \c\\  nor  it, 
Norheav'n  his  full  referibrance  v<e. ... 
His  beauties  who  canncrer  trace, 
bTiil  we  behold  htm  face  to  face 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS  .9 

;  CXLVII  —  The  Names  and Titles  */Chlift 

TTSfrom  thetreafures  of  his  word, 
I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
K>r*rt  nor  nature  can  fupply 
SufHcient  forms  of  majeily. 

c  B.i^ht  image  of  the  Father's  Face, 

[ling  with  undiminihYd  rays  ; 
Th*  Eternal  God's  eternal  Son — 
The  Heir  and  Partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  K:ng  of  kin?: s — "he  Lord  moil;  htgh 
\Vri:es  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  ; 

He  wears  a  garment  dpp'd  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nation  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  refents  his  injur'd  love  ; 
Awakes  h«s  wrath,  without  deley, 

A~nd  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  wh?n  for  works  of  neace  he  come  s, 
What  winning  titles  he  alTurnes  ! 

-Light  of  the  world*  and  life  of  men  ; 
Kor  bears  thofe  characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  p-tyin  his  heart, 
H  -  acts  the  Mediators  part  ; 

A  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Jud^e  his  throne  aicends., 
l)ivides  the  rebels  from  his  friends  ; 
And  faints  in  full  fruition,  prove 

"His  rich  variety  of  love. 

CXLVIir.     Thefamt 

WITH  cheerful  voice  I  tin? 
The  titles  of  my  Lord  $ 
And  borrow  all  trie  names 
Of  honor,  from  his  *rord  $ 


$4  HYMNS    AND  8.1. 

Nature  and  art 

Can  ne'er  fupply 

Sufficient  forms 

Of  Maj*(ty. 
'$  In  Jefus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 
Shining  for  ever  %ight 
With  mild  and  iove.y  v3^s  ; 

Th'  Eternal  God's 

Eternal  Son, 
,  Inherits  and 

Partakes  the  throne 

3  The  fov'reign  King  of  kh.zs* 
The  Lord  of  lords,  moll  hhrh. 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  garment,  and  his  th'gh : 

Hit  na'me  is  call'd 
The  word  of  God ; 
He  ru'cs  the  earth 
With  iron  rod. 

4  Where  promifes  and  grnce, 
Can  neither  melt  nor  r.i'.n't, 
The  angry  Limb  relents 
The  injuries  of  his  love  ; 

Awakes  his  wrath 

Without  c!ehy, 

As  lions  roar 

Asd  tear  the  prey. 
5  Cut,  when  for  works  of  pcaqe 
The  great  Redeemer  e.omef? 
What  gentler  characters, 
What  titles  he  aff limes  ! 

Light  of  the  world, 

And  life  of  men  ; 
1  Korwili  he  bear 

yiiote  r.arr/es  in  vale. 


».  r,  spiritual  song's.  oS 

6  Immenfe  cornpafTion  reigns 
Jn  our  fmmanuei's  heart, 
When  he  de  (tends  t< 

A  Mediator's  parr, 
He  is  a  friend 
And  brother  too ; 
Divinely  kind* 
Divinely  true, 

7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Jsdgr, 
His  awful  throne  afcends; 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favorites  and  friends, 

Then  fhalUhe  fa^nt3 
Completely  prove 
The  heights  and  depths 
Of  aii  his  love.     - 
CXLXI.    Offices  of  [  n    the  Seriptur*:, 

JOiNall  the  names  or  Le  <t  and  powY, 
Which  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ; 
AH  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  worth. 
Or  fet  immanuel's  glory  forth, 
a  But  O  what  condefcen  ding  ways 
He  takes,  to  teach  his  heav'niy  grace! 
Mv  eyes,  with  joy  and  wonder,  fee 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  ftands 
With  his  commiffion  in  his  hands  ; 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne 
To  make  the  great  falvation  known. 

A  Great  Prophet,  let  me  blefs  Thy  name  1 

hy  thee  the  joyful'tidings  came, 

C    ^rath  appeas'd,  of  tin  forgiv'n, 

Of  hell  fubdu'd,  and  peace  wilh  heav'n. 

5  My  bright  example,  and  my  guide* 
l  would  be  walking  near  thy  fide  $ 
O  never  let  me  run  aftray, 
$<cr  follow  the  forbidden  way  ! 


?6  HYMNS  AND  B.  i. 

6  Tlovemy  Shepherd — he  frail  fe^ep 
My  vvand'nn •.  foui  among  his  ihztjj  ; 
He  feeds  hie  flock,  he  caiis  their  oantts, 

-•ind  in  hi j  boioin  bears  the  iambs. 

g  My  Surety  undertakes  my  caufe, 
-infw'ring  his  Father's  broken  laws; 
Behold,  my  foul  at  freedom  fet  ! 
My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

•8  Jefu?.  my  preat  Hi^h-PrLfi:,  has  dy*d — 
J  fecfe  no  fieri  flee  beiicte  : 
H's  blejod  did  once  tor  all  atone. 
And  now  it  pleads  befo  -e  the  throne. 
■9  My. advocate  appears  on  high — 
Th?  Father  lays  h»s  thunder  h^  ; 
Not  ail  that  earth  or  hed  can  fay 
"Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away. 

30  My  Lord,  my  Conqa'rofi  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre,  and  thy  f word  I  fine;; 
Thine  is  the ▼ift*ryt  and!  fit 
A  joyfti)  fubjeA  at  thy  feet. 

■x  1   Afpire,  rrr  foul,  to  g*an on  s  deeds — 

Tec  Captain  of  Salvation  lead?— 
Uarch  on — nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  ob!lru<a  the  ^ay. 

j  2  ShouM  death  anc='  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown 
Put  al!  their  forms  ot  mifchief  on  ; 
1  (hall  be  iafe— for  Cbrift  difplays 
Salvation  in  more  fov'reign  ways. 

CL  —TJ.cJame 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wifdom,  love  and  pott'r, 
Which  evermortals  knew, 
Which  angcis  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  {peak  his  worth, 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Tco  me~.nto  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 

i  B':ftj  O,  what  gentler  terms ! 
What  condefcending  ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufc, 
Totsac'  his  heav'niygrace  i 
jViine  eyes,  with  joy 

d  wonder,  fee 
What  forma  of  love 
He  bears  for  me. 

3  Array'd  ia  mortal  Me^li, 
He,  Mbc  aaangeUftands, 
And-hoid  mifea 
And  oardoi^i-  in  his  hands  : 

Corn  nr  ill  on'df; 

To  make  h's  g 

4  O  re  it  Prophet  oi  my  God, 

M    tongue  would  hieio  t*y  name  ; 
8?  ri  >yfu1  news 

0four  Salvation  came  ; 

The  iavt-il  news 

Of  6ns  forgiven, 

0 

;v'n ! 

5  Be  thou  my  Councilor, 
My  pattern,  and  my  suide 
And  through  this  idart  land 
Still  blep  me  near  thy  fids. 

O  Ittmv 
Ne*cr  rua  aft  ray. 
Nor  rove-  rcrfetK 
The  Crooked  way ! 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  j 
Hi-  aUkesp 


9*  HYMNS  AND  B.I. 

My  wancTring  foul  among 
The  thou  lands  of  his  fheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flock, 
He  calls  tlkir  names, 
His  bofom  bears 
The  tender  lambs. 
7  To  this  dear  Surety's  Hand 
Will  i  commit  my  caufe  ; 
Heanfwers  and  f u  tills 
His  Father's  broken  laws, 

Behold  my  foul  , 

At  freedom  let, 

Mf  Surety  paid  >  . 

The  dreadful  debt. 
g    Jefus,  my  great  High  Prieft, 
OfferM  hi*  Blood,  and  dy\l— 
My  guilty  confeience  feeks 
No  facrirlce  befi  le. 
Hjs  pow'rfui  Blooi 
Did  once  atone  ; 
*nd"  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne. 
9  My  advocate  appears 
For  my  defence,  on  high  ; 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by. 
Not  all  which  hell 
Or  (in  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  his  heart, 
His  love  a^ay. 

%p  My  dear  almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqu'ror,  and  my  Kinir,  ; 
Thy  fc^ptre,  and  thy  fword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  1  ting. 

Thine  is  thepow'r— » 

Behold  I  fit 

in  willing  bonds 

^eiieathihy  test* 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  * 

II   Now  let  my  foul  arife, 
And  tread  t ..e  tempter  down  ; 
My  capiain  *eads  me  forth 
To  coaqueft  and  a  crown. 

A  teeb'e  faint 

Shall  win  the  day, 

Thov^n  dc-ath  and  hell 

Obftrudfc  the  way. 

21  Should  all  the  hofts  of  death 
And  pow'iS  of  hai,  unknown, 
Put  thtir  m oft  dreadful  forms 
Qi  rage  and  mifctiitf  on  ; 

I  ihall  be  fate— 

For  Chrift  difplays 

Superior  pow'r, 

And  guardian  grace. 


ZXD  OF  THE  FIRST  BOOK. 
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BOOK    II 


COMPOSED  ON 


DIVINE     SUBJEC 2 

I.    ,4>zg  o/Prai/e  to  God  from  AMERICA 

"KTATURE,  with  all  her  povv'rs,  ihal!  1: 
iN    Ood  the  Creator,  and  the  King  : 
!Nor  air,  nor  earth,   nor  Ikies,  nor  Ska: 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praife.' 

a  Begin  to  make  his  glorie^s  kno- 
Ye  Seraphs,  who  ill  near  rustrffcwie  * 
Tune  your  harps  high,  and  fpread  the  foanc 
To  the  creation's  utmoft  bound. 
£  Ali  mortal  things,  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  name  ; 
Whil ft,  with  our  fouls,  and  with  our  voice, 
We  ling  his  honors,  and  our  joys, 

4  To  Him  be  facred  all  we  have, 
From  the  youne  cradle  to  the  grave  ; 
Our  lips  fhail  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  evry  word— .?  miracle. 

5  This  Wcftern  World,  our  native  land, 
Lies  fafe  In  the  Almighty's  hand  ; 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS* 

Our  toes  of  vict'ry  dream  is  vain, 
And  fhake  the  captivating  chain. 

6  He  builds  for  liberty  a  throne, 
And  makes  it  gracious  like  his  own  ; 
Makes  our  fuccefTive  rulers  kind, 
And  gives  cur  dangers  to  the  wind. 

7  Raife  monumental   praifeshigh 

To  him  who  thunders  through  the  iky. 
And,  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown, 
Shakes  an  afpiring  tyrant  down. 

8  Pillars  of  lading  bra fs  proclaim 
The  triumph's  of  th'  Eternal  name  ; 
Whi'e  trembling  nations  read  from  far 
The  honors  of  the  God  of  war. 

9  Thus  let. cur  Banting  zeal  trr? 
Our  lofrieft  thoughts  and  lou^eit  Uc 
Z ion  pronounce,  with  warmed  joy, 
Kofannas  from  ten  thou  fan d  tongues, 
io  Ye  mighty  God.  our  fecbk  frame 
Attemps  ib  vain  to  reach  thy  name  : 
The  ffrongeft  notes  which  -•<>> 
Faint  in  the  worihip  and  the  praiie. 

II The  death  of  a  Sinner.  ■  ■    -> 

MY  thoughts  on  awful  fuhjecb  roll, 
Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrors  feize  the  guilty  foul 
Upon  a  dying  bed  ! 

2  LingVIng  about  theft  mortal  ft  ores, 

She  makes  a  long  delay 
Till  like  a  Rood  with  rapid  force. 
Death  f weeps  the  wretch  away  ! 

3  Tien  fwift  and  dreadful,  me  defcends 
Down  to  the  fiery  coaft  ; 


xoz  HYMNS   AND  &IZ, 

Among:  abominable  fiende, 
He  lie  If,  a  /rightful 'ghaft. 

4  There  endlefs  crowds  of  fi-mersliefe 
And  darknefs  makes  their  cj  ains, 

Tortured  with  keen  defpair,  they  cry- 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  aU  their  anguifh,  and  their  blood, 
For  their  oid  jruiit  atones  ; 

Nor  the  companion  of  a  God 
Snail  hearken  to  trui^  groans. 

6  Jtmizincr  grace,  which  kept  my  breath* 
Nor  bic?  my  foul  remove. 

"JPifl  I  had  karo'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  infur'd  Us  love. 

III.     T/jf  death  and  buna!  of  a  & 

WHY  do  we  mourn  frienu**i 

Or  (hake  at  death*?  alarms  ? 
*T;s  but  the  voice  which  Jefus  fends 
To  call  them  to  Irs  arms. 

&  i\re  we  not  tenHin?  upward  too, 

\s  faft  as  time  c/.n  move  f 
Nor  would  we  vrifh  the  hours  more  flow 

To  keep  .us  from  our  Love. 

3  Why  mould  we  tremble  to  convey, 
Their  bodies  to  the  torsb  I 

-  There  Oie  iearflefc  of  Jefus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume 

4  Thesrave^of  ah  hi   faints  he  Wefs'i!^ 
And  fbf:en*d  ev'ry  bed  ; 

Where  Humid  the  dy»n^  members  reft. 
But  with  the  dyin,^  Head  i 

;  Thence  be  aroie  afce  rd'n?  hi^h, 

And  ihew'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
-JEJp  to  the,  Lord  our  ibuls  jfhali  £y9 

M  the  great  rifing  cay. 


I 


B.IT.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS-  103 

6  Then  let. the  Lift  loud  trumpet  found, 

AocJ  bid  our  kindred  rife  : 
Awake  ye  nations,  under  ground, 

Ye  faints,  afcend  the  f^ies. 

IV.     Salvation  in  the  Cro'j. 

HERE,  at  thy  croft,  my  dying  God, 
I  by  my  foul  beneath  thy  love,; 
Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
Jefus,  nor  mall  it  e'er* remove. 

1  Not  all  which  tyrants  think  er  fay. 
With  rape  and  iight'ning  in  their  eyef — 
Nor  h-eli  mould  fright  my  foul  away, 
Should  hell  with  aii  its  legions  rife. 

A  Should  worlds  confpite  to  drive  me  hence, 
Movelefs  and  firm,  this  heart  fheuM  lie  ; 
RefolvM.  (for  that's  my  lafl  dtfence) 
If  I  muft  periili — here  to  cie- 

4  But  fpeak  my  Lord-  and  calm  my  fears, 
Am  I  not  fr.fe  beneath  thy  ihade  \ 

Thy  vengeance  wiU  not  /trikc  me  here, 
Nor  fatan  dare  my  foul  invade. 

5  Yea — I'm  fecurc  beneath  Thy  blood, 
And  all  my  foesfhall  lofe  their  aim  : 
Hofanna  to  my  dying  God  ! 

And  my  beft  honors  to  His  name, 

V.  Lor? ping  fopreife  Chrifl  lette*. 

LORD,  when  my  thoughts  with  worker  roij 
Car  the  iliarp  follows  of  thy  Lul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  law?, 
Repair  d  and  honorM  by  the  croJ.s  * 

1  When  I  behold  death, hell,  and  fin, 
Vanq  uifli'd  by  that  dear  blood  c:  thine/ 
And  fee  the  Mm  who  groan 'd  and  dy'd, 
fiit glorious  bv  his  Father's  fide— 


r  s^4  HYMNS  AND  «.ii 

3  My  paflions  rife,  and  foar  above— 

I'm  wiug'd  with  faith,  and  nVd  with  lave  ; 

Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things, 

And  learn  the  notes  vrkieh  Gabriel  fings. 

4  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains 
£or  want  of  their  immortal  {trains  i 
And,  in  fuch  humble  notes  as  the/e, 
Falls  far  below  thy  victories. 

5  Well  the  kind  minute  muft  appear, 
Whenjare  mail  leave  thefe  bodies  here  ; 
Thefe  clogs  of  clay — and  mount  on  high, 
-Xojoiii  the  fangs  above  the  iky. 

VI.  A  Morning  Smg* 

ONCE  more,  my  foul,  the  riting  day 
Saiutes  thy  wakiag  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rolls  the  flues. 

%  Night  unto  night  His  name  repeats  ; 

The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heaven,  on  which  he  fits 

To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

%  *TbS  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  (hall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 

My  fins  would  rouze  his  v/rath  to  flame— » 
And  yet  his  ivratbdelnyj ! 

[\  Oq  a  poor  worm  thy  pow'r  might  tread, 

And  I  con  Id  ne'er  withftand  ; 
»Tliy  jaftice  might  have  cruifc'd  me  dczd, 

But  mercy  Leld  tiine  hand. 

,  5    A  thoialaml  wretched  fouls  are  fled 

Since  theiaft  fetiin ■■;  fun, 
And  yet  ,hou  length 'neft  oat  my  thread, 
i     And  yet  my  moments  run  !  j 

-,6  Lear  Qod,  let  all  my  hours  be  thioj?, 
^While  I  efijgy  the  light  9 


B   II.  S?IRITU -L  ZOKC^.  s©$ 

Then  fhail  my  fun  in  (miles  decline, 
And  bring  a  plea&nt  nighj, 

VIL  4*  Evening  St 

DREAD  Spy'rcign.  let  my  ev'i,ing  fongk 
Likf  1  oly  iscenfe  rift '; 

Afiift  tbecfT'iings  of  my  tcn^ue 
To  reach  the  lefty  ik;es. 

a  Through  all  ti  of  the  day 

Thy  hard  was  fiiH  my  guard  ; 
And  fiiil,  to  drive  nay  w,-mts  away, 

Thy  mercy  flood  prep.ir'd.  < 

3  Perpet*al  bfcfSngs  f-om above 

Encompafs  me  around, 
-  But  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 

Hath  my  Creatorfound  ! 
4  What  Lave  \  dore  tor  him  who  dy'd 

To  lave  my  wretched  foul  I 
How  are  my  follies  mu'tip  yrd, 

Faft  as  my  minutes  roll  ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine* 

To  thy  dear  crois  I  fice  : 
And  to  thy  grace  my  fout  re  fig  n, 

To  be  renew'd  by  T^«?e. 

6  Sprinkled afrefti  with  paid'ning  blood, 

*  d  lav  me  down  to  relt  : 
Asinth'  irnbracfs  ormy  God, 

Or  on  my  Saviour's  breait. 

VI II.  A  Hymn  for  Aformrg  or  Eienkg"* 

HOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  found, 
To  God's  upholding  hand  ; 
'  T^rn  thoufand  fnares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  fecuie  we  ftand  ! 

3  That  was  a  mod  amazing  p<fcjf?r, 
'hich  rais'd  us  ivith  a  word  ;  . 


iro$    .__ HYMNS  AlfD 

And  ev'ry  day.  and  evVyhcyr, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  er'ning  refts  our  weary  head, 
And  angrels  guard  the  room  ; 

We  wake—and  we  admire  the  bed 
Which  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  riling  morning  can't  afture 
That  we  fnalJ  end  the  day  ! 

For  death  ftands  ready  at  the  door 
To  fnatch  our  liyes  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  Cm 
To  Goa's  revenging  law  ; 

We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  ev  ry  galp  we  draw. 

6  Goi  is  our  Sun,  whofe'daily  light 
Our  joy  and  lafety  wings  ; 

Our  feeble  flefh  lies  fare  at  night 
ikneath  his  fhady  wings. 

I X .  Godly  S:  rro  iv  arjtag  from  ChrsfTs  Siffirrngs* 

ALAS  -  31*4  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
WoU'd  tie  devote  'thai-  £*ered  Head 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  I  ? 

[*  Thy  Body  gain,  tweet  Jefus,  Thk*— 

Andbatlfd  in  it's  own  blood- 
While,  aM  t  xpos'd  to  wrath  dinne, 

The  glor'ous  SufFrer  ftood  i] 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  which  I  bad  done 

rk  groan 7d  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown 

And  love5  beyond  degree  1 
;  Well  might  the  Sun  indarknefs  hides 

And  (hut his  glories  in, 
When  Gcd.  the  mighty  Maker, dy'd 

,7 or  man,  the  creature's  fin. 


-B,  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  It? 

5  Thus  might  1  hide  my  bluming  face 
Wale  his  dear  ci.ofs  appear*, 

.  DirToive  my  heart  in  thar.kfuiricf;, 
And  muc  my  eyes  in  tears. 

6  But  d  ops  of  giief  cart  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  Love  I  owe  ; 

.Here,  Lord,  I  give  myi'eif  away, 
Tis  all  that  1  can  do. 

Xc     Parting  n*Hk  C  -rral  JS^SS 

MY  fou:  f  rlakvfs  her  vain  delight, 
•  A  id  bids  the  wo;  Id  farewell ; 
B*ie  *s  tbc  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 

ai  d  mifchievous  as  hell. 

a  No  longer  will  I  affc  yourJcwe, 

Nor  frt  k  your  fiienr  Jhip  more  ; 
Tbe  happin  is  which  1  approve, 

Lits  not  wrthin  your  pov-  ?r. 

3  There'.  :ound  this  fpaciouifc 

Which  >Ki^s  a  y  large  dt  ii  e  .; 
.  To  bounditfs  joy,  and  feiid  mirth, 
My  nobler  thoughts  aipire. 

[4  Where  p    afure  rolfa  its  living  flood, 

From  (in  and  tirofe  refin'd. 
Stiil  fpri  rising  from  the  throne  of  God9 
And  fit  to  .cheer  the  mind. 

5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fphere. 
The  Glorious  and  -he  Grcri 

.  Briflgshisown  aH-i^rTicience  tntrc, 
To  make  our  b:iis  com  pleat,  j 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dote, 
I'd  climb  the  heav'nly  mad  : 

There  fits  my  Saviour  dheft  in  Iovc~-* 
And  there — my ,  ihHing  God. 

XI.-  Tbefame,-^- 

ISEND  Ine  joys  of  earth  away  — 
Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  nrj&cj  i 


io3  HYMNS     AN©  &YL 

Falfe  as  the  fmooth  deceitful  Tea, 
And  empty  as  the  whiffling  wind. 

%  Your  ftreams  were  floating  me  along 
©own  to  the  gulphof  black  defpair  ; 
And,  while  Hifteu'd  to  your  fong, 
Your  llreams  had  e'en  conveyM  me  there » 

3  Lord  I  adore  thy  match1  efs  grace, 
Which  warn  d  me  of  that  dark  abyfs  ; 
Wfcich  drew  me  from  thofe  treach'rous  feas, 
And  bade  me  ieek  fupcrior  biifs. 

4  Now,  to  the  fhining  realms  above 
I  ftretch  mine  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes : 

0  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  Ikies  ; 

5  There,  from  thAofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  enclefspleafures  roil  ; 
There  would  1  fix  my  laft  abode, 
And  drown  the  iorrows  of  my   foul. 

XII.  Q\K\kisthefubJlanceoftkcl*zv\\i\<x\  Preift-- 
hood. 

THE  true  Meffiah  now  appears  \ 
.  The  types  are  all  withdrawn  : 
So  fly  the  madows  and  the  ftars 
Before  the  riSng  dawn. 

i  r^o  fmoaking  fweets,  no  bleedir g  lambsj 
Nor  kid  nor  bullocks  (lain  : 

1  tcenfe  and  fpice.  of  coftiy  nam:s, 
Would  ail  be-  burnt 'a  vain. 

$  Aaron  rauft  lay  his  robes  away. 

His  mitre  and  his  veffc, 
When  God  himfelf  comes  down  to  be 

The  off 'ring  and  the  prieft. 

4  He  took  cur  mortal  flefh,  to  {how 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  bt  low, 

And  prays  for  us  above. 


iflTOAL    SONGS.  i«9 

Fir  i"»  my^lfbanje  dyd  ; 

s  operiM  veins, 
And  pleads  bis  wounded  fede. 

JT&  crsation,  prefirvaUcn  Bl/jbjaiufft)  and 
KsJioraiioH  of  tkli  World. 
^  S  to  Lh?  Lore7,  wbo  built  the  fkies, 
rhc  Lord,  who  rear'd  this  ftatdy  frame  ; 
-  found  hi*  praife, 
a,  repeat  his  name, 

form'd  th°  fcas  and  fram'd  the  hills, 
d  ev'ry  du& — 
Nature  aid  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
puih'd  them  into  motion  firft. 

-  from  his  high  imper'al  throne, 
tie  looks  far  down  upon  the  fpheres  I 

ng  orbs  ro'l  on, 
A&d  rour.d  be  turpi  the  hafty  years. 

4  Thus  fhall  this  moving  engine  laft 
7Tili  ail  his  faints  are  gatkerM  in  ; 
Tuen  for  the  trumpet's  drcaiful  blaft 
To  fhalie  it  all  to  duft  again  ! 

5  Yet  when  the  found  mail  tear  the  fkies, 
And  light'nings  burn  the  globe  bck>w — 
Saints  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes. 
There's  a  new  heav7n  and  earth  for  you. 

XIV.    Lord's  Day  ;  or>  Ddigkt  in  Ordincmc$:* 

WELCOME,  fweet  day  of  reft; 
Which  faw  the  Lord  arife  ; 
Welcome,  to  this  reviving  breaft, 
Andthefe  rejoicing  eyes! 

a  The  King  himfclf  comes  near, 
And  feafts  his  feints  to-day 


i  )$  H YM>7S  J&tB  B.  U 

K :  .*e  we  rrm  fit.  and  fee  bun  here, 
And  km    and  praife  and  pray. 

3  O  £  diy  am»dft  the  p!ace 

a  e  my  dear  G  v     as  been. 
Is  fw?-eter  -  han  ten  thouianddays 
Of  p  eaiii rah  e  ft n . 

4  My  i  iilin£  fou'  would  fta^y 
In  fuch  a  rY-ime  as  this ; 

And  fit,  ant  fine  herie'f  awiy 
To  everiai\i:ig  bliis. 

XV.  T.bt  enjoyment  o/ChH-ft. 

F\R  from  ttj7  thoughts,  vain  world  be  gor.e  ? 
Lr    my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
Fain  wou  J  my  eves  my  Saviour  fee— 
1  w  ut  a  villi:.  Loid,  from  thee  ! 

a  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fiVe* 
.And  kind  es,  with  in'enfe  dtfire  ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jefus.  from  above, 
And  feed  my  foul  with  heav'nly  love. 

[3  The  trees  of  life  immortal  (land 
In  buooming  rows  at  thy  ruht  hand  ; 
And.  in  fweet  murmurs,  by  their  fide, 
Rivers  of  bdfs  perpe^'ai  glide. 

4  Hafte  them,  but  with  a  fmiUngface, 
-And  fpread  the  table  of  thy  erace  : 
Bring  down  a  tafte  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  facred  wine;] 

5  Blefs'd  yffttii  what  delicious  fare, 
How  fvveet  thy  entertainment  s  are  i 
!N^ver  did  ansels  tafte  ab  >ve. 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  ereat  Imnanuel,  all  divine ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glorie?  fh;ne  ; 
Thou  brkhteft,  fweetcft,  faireft  One, 
\&kQ3i  eyes  have  feea*  or  angels  fcnowa* 


B-H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  n; 

XVI.    Part  tbe/econi. 

LORD,  what  a  heav'n  of  faving  grace 
Shinea  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  paffijn6  to  a  flame  ; 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  natne  I 
*  When  I  can  fay— Afy  God  is  mine  \ 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  fhine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  call  e  gc»d  or  great* 

j  While  fuch  a  fcene  of  facred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  fouU  employs* 
Here  we  could  lit,  and  g?.7e  away, 
A  lon^,  an  cverlafting  day. 

4  Well —  we  fhall  quickly  pafs  the  night 
To  the  fair  coaft  of  per  fcc"t  light ; 
Then  fhall  our  joyful  fenfes  rove 
O'er  the  dear  objed  of  our  love. 

[5  There  fhall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  btiftr 
A  nd  pluck  new  life  from  heav'nly  trees  ! 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord  beftow 
A  drop  of  heav'n  on  worms  below. 

f)  SendcQmforts  down  from  thy  right  hand 
While  we  pafs  through  this  barren  rand  f 
And,  in  thy  temple,  Utu a  fee 
A  glimpfe  of  love,  a  gllmpfc  of  Thee.] 

XVJI.    God's  Ettrnlty. 

RISE,  rife,  my  foul  and  leave  the  ground* 
Stitch  all  thy  tkoughta  abroad  1 
And  rouftf  up  ev'ry  ttmful  found 
To  praifcttf  eternal  God. 

>  Long,  e'er  tfw  loftj  fltre«  were  fpreac!, 

Jehovah  SU'dhisthfoiK : 
E'er  \dara  foroVd,  or  angels  made* 

The  Maker  HvM  alone. 

El 


11%  x      HYMNS  AND 

jjj  Mis  boundlefs  years  can  ne'er  decrease, l 
But  ftill  maintain  their  prime  ; 

Etirxity's  his  dwelling  place  — 
.And  ever  is  his  time, 

4  White,  ike  a  tide,  our  minutes  fbw/ 
The  proferit  %x\d  \  he  paft  : 

II   &iJS'hisrowri  immortal  NOW, 
An,.  fee%G&r  a; 

5  The  feaand  j?^v  m\]fr  peiifii  too, 
And  vaft  cleftru&tori  come  ; 

The  creature  s  iook'how  o>;(  they  grovr>  ■ 
And  "^  :^t  Ji.:.;r  fiery-<]o;.m  ' 

6  WcIl—^thefcaWnnli:  a"' away, 
AV  fla  f!^jt8  J/ 

My  Oca!  h  d     r.  day, 

When  tlf^oid  crcatto  "  dies. 

XV  IL    r£*  Mhi/frji  o/A-tj 

fJOt?  on  ahil!  of  dazzling  light 

Y'     Kintr  o^glorv  fpttads  his  feat, 
And  troops  of  an,»els,  fh\aeh'd  forfiigbtj 
Stand  waiting  at  his  awful  feet. 
a  "  Go;  faith  tfee'; Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go—' 
€(  (Satire  lhc  virgin's  fruitful  u.omb  : 
"  Make  hafte,  ye  cherubs,  down  below, 
*<  Sing  and  proclaim— -the  Saviour  come/' 

3  He  e  a  Hrigri t  Tquadron  leaves  the  fkie  *, 
-And  thick,  aroiirrd  IJHfb^ftanjds  ; 
Anon,aheavmly  foldier  flies, 

An.d breaks  the  chains  trom  Peter's  hands* 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hofts, 
Wait  on  thy  wandering  church  below  ; 
Here,  we  are  failing;  tothyceafts,  • 
Let  ange^.be  o.ur  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  all  thy  fervants,  Lord  h 
At  thy  comjpaftcUhey  go  ar*d  come  y 


B.  n.  RITUAL  SOiTGS.  i  13 

With  cheerful  hafte  obey  thy  w  ord, 
And  guard  thy, children  t 

X '  X    Our  fro H  B  :diesy  a  n  .  Prefer?  er  r 

LET  others  boa  ft  how  ftfon?  they  be, 
Nor  death,  ner  danger  fcaf  ; 
we  11  confefs.O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  &  are. 

£  Frefh  as  the  grafs,  our  bodies  ft  and— 
Andfljurith  bright  and  $ 

wrmd  fwecps  o*cr  the  land, 
And  I 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thoufahd  f 

And  dies,  if  one  be  go  if  :  * 

Strange  !*hata  lurp,  of  moufand  ftrin£i, 
Should  kee£  in  tune  fo  ion£.  4, 

4  B'it 'tis  our  Go    fupportsour  frame— 

-  *  built  U5h..' 
-Salvation  to  th' Airni^hry    name 
Thatrear'd  ua  from  the  i  11ft. 

5  He  fpake —  ar  rar  hearts  and  b  rain?, 
In  atl  their  .motions  rofe  : 

4  tht  veins, 

- 

6  W'liie  we  have  breafcftj~bi  g, 
Our  Malpr  Ifc^i  £  -ore-; 

ills  Spirit  moves  our  ags^ 

Or  they  would  bru  .re. 

XX.     B*  and  JL-iurrJ, 

WHY  is  my  heart  fo  far  from  Th 
My  Goo,  fl 

)  more  -by  day 
With  thee,  no  more 

^  Why  fbould  my  foolifh  paflktaa  rove  ? 
re  can  fach  ftrcctaefi  b.> 


in  HYMNS    AKD  B.II> 

As  I  have  tafted  in  thy  love, 
as  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forpetfti!  foul  renews 
The  favor  of  thy  ^rrace, 

My  heart  prtfumes  I  cannot  lofc 
Thereliih,  all  my  days. 

4  But  e'er  one  flee  tin*  hour  is  paft, 
The  flatt'ring  world  employs 

Some  fenfual  bait,  to  feijpe  my  tafcc* 
4  nd  to  pollut  e  my  joys. 

fj  Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 

With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughttefs  heart* 

And  thruft  thee  from  my  arms. 

6  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  fcs^l 
That  1  mould  iofe  thee  fo  ;  * 

Where  wUl  thoie  wild  afTec^ocis  roll 
Which  let  a  Saviour  go  ?j 

[7  Sin  sptomis'd  joys  are  turned  to  pale. 

And  !  am  drown' din  trief ; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again; 

Hg  flies  to  my  relief ! 
$  Seizing  my  foul  with  fweet  furfri se, 

He  drawi  r  ith  loving  bands ;  , 

Divine  companion's  in  his  eyes* 

And  pardon's  in  his  hands.} 

[9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thug* 

Ine>afe  of  felfr  delight! 
JUt  me  be  faften  d  fro  thy  croft, 

Rather  than  lofe  thy  fight. 

So  Make  hafte,  my  day*  to  reach  the  gttl* 

And  bring  my  heart  to  reft 
©n  thi  (fear  centre  of  my  Mftl, 

My  Crodf  my  Saviour's  bfc«» ! 


BIT.  :CS.        115 

XXI.     AS  Redeemer. 

LET  the  oi  long 

0£.gi\at  ttfana,  and  of  Jove  : 
But  t  m%  tonjue, 

Is  my  R^eeemeraryd  m 

a  Behold  a  God 

To  fave  my  ion  I  from  gaping  hell  ' 
How  the  black  guph.  \*  fe^ 

Yawn'd  to  leceiveme,  when  1  fell  ! 

3  How  juftioe  SfGwa'd,  and  Vengeance  £ood,    . 
To  drive  me  down  to  end  Lis  pain  ; 

But  the  g  d, 

And  heav'rdy  wrath  .grew  mid  a^rain.- 

4  Infinite  Lover  !  gracious  Lord  '. 
To  Thte  be  crtdtefs  honor-  grvla  : 
Try  wonoVrous  iName  fhali  be  adov'd, 
Hound  the  wide  earth>and  wider  ht-  tftk, 

XXV  :iis  ttrxtb 

TEIVRIBO:  Go 
}.l3wa'.vfu!  is  thy  th 
Thy  fiery  boits,^ow  fierce  they 
Nor  can  all  earth,  or  hell  withfl  u 

a  This  the  old  rebej-ange] 

And  fatan  fell  bener. 

Thinc  arrows  ltruck  the  traitor  tliron 

And  weighty  vengeance  funk  b 

sThis  S^om  felt— and  feds  it  frill—-. 
And  rears  -beneath  ih'  eternal  1    I 
With  endlefs  burni^  in  dweiV 

Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God  ? 

4  Tremble,  ye  miners,  and  fubndt  : 
Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne 
Btnd  your  hea.s  low  bentath  his  feet, 
.  Or  his'ftrong  hand  fhali  crufh  you  down  s 
LU 


si6  HYMNS  AN»  BJi. 

5  And  Jtf  Mefs'd  faints,  who  love  him  toe, 

With  rev'rence  bow  before  his  name  : 
Thus  all  his  heav'nly  (ervanta  do  : 
God  ii  a  aright  and  burning  Same. 

XXJtIL    7be  Sight  &/  God  and  CiriJ,  in  Ks*\m* 

D2SCENQ  fromheav'n  immortal  Dove, 
Stoop  down,  and  tike  us  on  thy   wings  | 
iktul  mount,  and  bear  ui  for  above 
Thereaclj  of  tbefe  inferior  things  : 

a  Bcycnd.  beyond  this  Ipwer  lky> 
Ups  w  h ere  eternal  i gee  roll  ; 
Where  ioiid  pitafures  never die? 
A.id  fruits  imqaqrtal  tea*  the  to«l» 

3  O  for  a  fiv'bt,  a  pleafing  fight, 
Or  qor  .\lmig\ty  Father's  throne  \ 
There  fi  s  our  Saviour,  crownVfwtth  light* 
Cloatb  d  in  a  body,  like  our  own. 

4  ^dorin^  faints  around  him  ftand. 
And  tfaranes  and  powr*g  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  dimes  graciou6  through  tf»e  maa» 
A^d  fteds  fweiet  glories  oi  them  all ! 

jO  what  an^zinjr  joys  they  feel, 
While,  to  their  golden  harps,  they  fing  ; 
And  ft  on  cVry  heay'nly  hill, 
And  fpread  the  triumph!  of  their  King  ! 

0When  Hun  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear-? 
That  I  fcall  moont  t#  dwell  above  1 
And  ftand,  and  bow  before  thtm  there. 
And  view  thy  faec,and  Ing,  and  love  ? 

aUiy.    Tht  Bvilc/Sf*  vitbk,  tviixfaH  of  4** 
gUs  and  Men. 

XITHlNthe  Great  Builder  arch'dthe  fries* 
W     And  fonh'd  all  nature,  with  a  wot*  } 
Tht  joyful  cherubs  fchi'd  hi*  pralfe, 
±£d  errj  Uo#ug  throve  adored* 


*.  1L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  iI; 

9  High,  in  the  midft  of  all  the  ^hrong- 
Satan,  a  tall  arch-angel  Cat  ; 

*  Among  the  morning  ftars  he  fun g, 
'Till  findeftroy'dhisheiv'nly  ftate. 

1$  'Tw&$  fin  that  hurlMium  froaihis  throne? 
Gror'ling  in  fcre,  the  rebel  Fie*  ;  * 
XHovf  art  tbovfunk  in  darhn/fs  dowi) 
Son  of '  tb*  morning,  frtm  the  Jkies  I 

4  And  thus  our  two  firft  parent!  flood, 

•  Till  fin  dchTd  the  happy  place  ; 
They  loft  their  jrarden  and  their  Qod* 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  rase.] 

Is  So  fprang  the  plague  from  A  dam 'a  bo*'?* 

And  fpread  deftru&ioo  all  abroad  : 

Sin,  the  curs'd  name,  which  in  one  hour, 

Spott'd  fix  days  labor  of  a  God. 

6  Tremble  my  foul,  and  mourn  for  grief, 

+aat  toc\  a  foe  ftioulc*  fWze  thy  breaft  j 

JFly  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief  ; 

Oil  !  may  he  Jlay  this  treacherous  gueft, 

j  Then  to  thy  throne,  Yidor'ons  King, 
Then  to  thy  throne  our  flouts  ftiall  rife  ; 
Thine  eycrlafting  arm  we'll  ting, 
For  fin,  the  monfter,  bleeds  and  dies. 

tjib xxjLviii,  7.         %Ia.  xiv.  is. 

XXV.     Complaining  of  Spiritual  Slot  b> 

MY  drowfy  pow'r?,  why  flecp  ye  fe  I 
Awake  mv  Haggifti  foul  } 
Kothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do.1; 
Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull  ! 

a  The  little  tnts,  for  one  poor  graio, 

Lab$r,and  tug.  and  ftnve    ; 
yet  we  who  haveaaeaf'n  t'  obtain* 

H  >w  negligent  we  live  I 

3  We  for  whofe  fake  ar!  nature  ftaftdf  ? 
And  ftar*  their  eowfc*  mp?c  1 


ri-3  HYMNS  AND  g.IL 

Vv'e;  for  whofe  guard,  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  laboi'd  for  our  good  ; 

Ho  w  c  a r e  1  e  fs  t  o  "f? c  u  re  t n  a t  crcsvn 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  i 

5  Lore?,  mall  ^e  h've  fo  fiu^gifli  ftill, 
And  never  a$  our  parts ?. 

Come.  Wy  d(>ve,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  fit  and  warm  our  hearts  )  - 

6  Then  mail  our  active  fpirits  move ; 
Upward  our  fouls  (hall  rife  ; 

With  hand  8  of  fai  th  and  w  ings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize.  - 

XX  VT.     Godinvtfible. 

LORD,  we  are  b'ini,  poor  mortals,  blind/- 
We  can't  behold  thy  orfelit  abode  ; 
O  J  'tis  beyond  a  creature-ui  id 
To  glance  a  thought  halfway  to  God, 

2  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  &y, 
The  great  ETf.ft.NAL  rtigns  alone  ; 
Where  neither  A-vings  nor  fouls  can  fly, 
Nor  angels  climb  the  toplefs  throve. 

3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  feat 
Of  gems.infufTerably  bright; 

And  lays  beneath  his  faenrd  feet   : 
Subftantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 

4  Yet?  gior'onsLordthy  grac'ous  eyes 
Look  through  and  chear  u's  from  above  ; 
Beyond  our  praife  thy  grandeur  flies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 

•  XXViL     Praife  ye  Himi  all  His  Mg'Js,    Pfals* 
cxiviit.  a.       - 

GOD  !  the  Eternal  awful  name, 
That  the  whole  heav'rily.army  feara, 


8.  IT.  SPIRITUAL  S0NG3.        iio 

Which  (hakes  the  wide  creation's  frame; 
And  fatan  trembles  when  he  hear*. 

*  Like  flames  of  fire  his  ftrvants  are, 
And  lig^t  furrounds  his  dwelling-place  | 
But  O?  ye  firry  flame6  declare 

The  brighter  giories  of  his  face. 

3  'Tis  not  for  fuch  poor  wortoa  as  we* 
To  fpeak  fo  infinite  a  thing  ; 

But  your  immortal  eye^  furvey 

The  beauties  of  your  Sovereign  King. 

4  Tell  kow  he  fhews  his  fmiiingface, 
And  clothes  all  heav'n  in  bright  array ; 
Triumph  and  joy  run  through  the  place  * 
And  fongs  eternal  as  the  day. 

I  Speak-*{for  you  feel  his  burning  lore) 
What  zeal  it  fpreads  through  all  your  frame  I 
l*hat  facred  fire  d  vdlt  all  above, 
For  we,  on  earth,  have  loft  the  Dam?. 
£6  Sing  of  his  pow'r  and  justice  too  ; 
Tn*t  infinite  rijght  hand  of  his, 
Which  vanquihVd  fatan  and  hi?  crew, 
When  thumier  drove  them  down  from  blift.] 

7  What  miehty  ftorms  of  povfon'd  darts 
Were  hurl  'd  upon  the  rebels  there  ! 
What  deadly  jVlins  nail'd  their  bcarU 
Faft  to  the  rocks  of  long  defpair  1 

I  Shout  to  your  King,  ye  heav'nly  keft  : 
You  who  beheld  the  Jinking  roe  ; 
Pirmiy  ye  flood  when  they  were  loft  ; 
Praife  the  rick  grace  that  kept  you  fb. 

*  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  Ikies  p 
Vet  ev'ry  diftant  nation  hear  : 

And,  while  you  found  hi3  lofty  praife, 
Let  humble  ratitak  ^ow  and  fear. 


no  :'MNS  AND  B.  CL 

XXTIII.    Death  end  Eternity. 

STOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  which  ufe  to  rife; 
Coaverfe  awhile  mtti  death  ; 
Think  how  a  :  afping  mortal  u^s- 
And  pants  away  his  br: 

%  His  quiv'ring  iip  hangs feeble  dorn  , 

His  puifes  faint  and  few  : 
Then,  fpeechtefs,  with  a  doleful  groan. 

He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  oh  !  the  fou),  wkfch  lever  dies ! 
At  once  it  leaves  the  c; ay  ! 

Ye  thought^  purfte  it  where  it  fr.es, 
And  track  its  wond'rous  way  ! 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angelsdwv 
It  mounts  triumphing  there  : 

Or  devi's  p!unge  it  down  to  heli, 
Ininfinie.deipair. 

5  And  muft  my  body  faint  and  diei 
.     And  mult  this  foui  remove  ? 

Oh, for  fome  guaidian-angei  nigh, 
To  bear  it  iafc  above  ! 

£  Jefus  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand,  ■ 

My  naked  foul  -I  truft  ; 
.And  my  f\eiri  waits  for  thy.  command.* 

To  drop  into  my  duffc. 

XXIX.    Rd:mpiion  by  Price  and  Power. 

JESUS,  with  ay  thy  faints  above, 
My  tongue  would  bear' her  part  ; 
Would  fvjnd  aloud  thy  laving  love, 
I   And  fing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

j  B'efs'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  deajrft  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
|nd  quench' d  his  Father's  flaming  fword, 

la  his  own  vital  blood. 


$.  u.        sp:  igs:  ift 

From  fat;  s, 

And  t'cnr  the  iwl, 

4   All  dory  to  the  cV:ntf  I. 

O.  Cai  n  his  grace. 

XXX.    Heath  ok- Ear-tit 

Card, 

Join  in  a  long  v.  :  accord: 

And  thus  I 

d, 
Bebanifh'd  from  the  place  ; 

ign  d 
To  make  our  pieafui  i  N 

3  Lf  t  thofe  refofe  to  Bug 

Who  n^ 
Bat  fay*  rites  of  the  heav'niy  king 

Should  fpeak  their  joy  s  ah 

4  The  God  who  rules  on  1 

I  ui  under  3  when  se  p 

And  manages  the  Teas. 

5  T  h r  s  a  w Fa  i  God  i »  ours, 

r  and  our  love  : 
He  v.-:  Lv'nly  pqtv 

1  oc- 

6  There^vefliallf.e  his  face, 

Ind  ne^er,  never  iin;; 
There,  from  the  rivers  oi  his  grace5. 
Drink  endkfa  pkafures  in* 


ttt  HYMNS  AND  8.  H- 

7  Yes  and  before  we  rfe 

To  that  immortal  ftate. 
The  thoughts  of  iuch  amaxing  blifa 

Should  wnftant  joys  create. 

$  [The  men  of  grate  have  found 
Glory  begun,  below  ; 
Cdeftial  fruits,  on  earthly  ground* 
Fr«m  faith  and  hope,  may  grow] 

9  The  hill  op  Zion  yieidi 
A  thoufand  f acred  fweets, 
.iefore  we  re^ch  the  hcar'niy  fields ; 
Or  walk  the  golden  ftrcets. 

ra  Then  let  our  foncs  abound, 
Aid  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
WcVt  marching  through  Imraerrucl's  groratf* 
To  fairer  world* on  high. 

XXXI.    ChrhVs  France  main  Ikatb  ;cj. 

\ TJHY  flipuld  we  ftart,  and  fear  to  die  I 
W    What  tim'rous  worms  wc  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endlefb  joy, 
And  yet  wc  dread  toenter  there. 

*  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  flrife, 
Fright  our  approaching  fou's  a  way  \ 
Still  we  fhrink  back  again  to  life, 
7ond  of  our  prifon,  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  won!<*  come  and  meet, 
My  foul  ihouid  ftreteh  her  wings  in  hafte » 
liy  fea^eft,  thr#uph  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  (lit  pafc/d. 

4  Jefuscan  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  foft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  h\%  brcaft  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  fife  out fwcetiy  there- 


ros.  ui 

drive 
To!  ears. 

.  •  l 

3  Cod,  f  om  on 

'i> ; 

Dp  downward!  run. 

^Ilbwwe<ftfervMTi  ft  hell? 

hpu!d  ure  ncl 

7  i:      p  O  d.  ••  ace* 

h. 
Z'       "^  ir  ->y  end  t  i  Xf 

^Livation  ni 

XXX17I.    T  ■  m  &*&*. 

;°^  ih-   Bly  run 

fun, 

- 

- 


ft*  HY:,IN-S    AND  SIX, 

4  bright,  like  a  Sun,  the  Saviour  fits, 

H  n  d  i^x  ad  s  e  t  c  rn  al  n oo  a  ; 
No ev'niags  there,  nor  gjpomy  nights 
To  want  the  Feeble  moon. 

5  Amid  ft  thofe  ever-fhining  fki;3 
Behold  the  Sacred  Dove  !  - 

While  baniuVd  Sri,  a:xi  forrow 'fliea. 
From  ah  the  rtalm-s  of  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  p!ace. 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  faints,  and  feraphs,  fing  and  praife 
The  infinite  thives-onE. 

4 But  Or  what  beams  of  heav'nly  grace, 

Tranfport  them  ali  the  while  ! 
Tea  thoufand  fmiles  from  jfciiV'fcce, 

And  love  in  ev'ry  fmile  ! 

$  Tcius.and  when  fliall  that  dear  day; 

That  joyh.il  hour  appear, 
When  (hall  I  lewe  this  houfe  of  clay, 

To  dwell  among  them  there? 

XXXIV'  Breathing  after  the  Hty  Sfii 

C10MR.  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
*     With  ail  thy  quick.' ning  powus, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  f acred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours* 

a  Look,  how  we  grovel  here,  below, 

Fond  of  thefc  trifling  toys  ; 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 

To  reach  etc  r  nal  joys* 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  longs 

In  vaiii  we  ftt-ive  to  rife  ; 
Hofannas  languifh  on  cur  tCRgues, 

And  our  devotion  d:c~,. 
4  Dear  Lord  !  and  iha^l  we  ever  Uvfc 
At  thispoor  dyirgr: 


RITtTAL  SOI-  Kg 

And 

I 

A:  - 

J.  ^ 

The  wi .". 

i 

3*T«  to^ 

me  : 
Sar 

•Rod  !c€,  reflect  t 

la  c 

XXXVI   v 

We  Redeemei 

To  fpritikle  e'e 

c  No  fiery  v.-  w  : 

-     ■ 

:::ew?  lis  oun, 

.  eye 
I 


HYMNS  AND 

Tbe  Father  lays  hi3  tbufider  oy, 
And  looks,  and  fmiies$  as 

4  Now  may  ourjoyfu  t<  n  u  s 

Oar  M  Ivc r"d   Uoo    . 
Jefjs  the  Pried 

Aud  tx-ars  tht.m  tot  tK 

5  We  bo»v  btfor_  his  I 

rv  •  d  foUad  his 
^;  Hofanna  to  the  God 

*•  Who  ta  s  it.oiltu  i.ki"  . 
5  m  O  i  jea 

"  And  triuro  ihs  all 
41  But  Lord  how  w\ra£ 

fcS  To  fpcak  imaiMi .  ^ 

7  '*  Bow  jarring  indhow  lovi 

4*    IrealJ  tue  notes  we  iiag  I 
6i  Swt  ct.  Saviour,  tune  our  ion^s  aac 

♦•A.*d  Lajpy  i&jdijUeaib  UlcII 

XXXVII.    TJfefame* 

XlFT-up  your  eyes  to  tV  h^av^nljl:^^ 
^      Where  yc urRedecro^r  (rays ;w 
Kind  intercede:,  tut  re  he  frtt, 
A^d  IgxeSj  and  pleads,  and  prays, 

a'Twas  well  my  foul,  Kfi  dy*dfbr  thee. 

And  ihc  J  h  j»  vital  bicod  : 
&pp&**d  fterajntficr  -,n  the  tree, 

Anil  then  aroic  Jto  God, 

3  petitions  now,  and  pnife  may  rife, 
J^nd Taints  their  offrin^s  bring  ; 

Xhe  Frieit,  with  his  own  facr.'&ee, 
Preuntsthem  to  the  Kil  g, 

4  Let  others  truft  what  nances  they  : 
Their  faints  and  angeia  boall ; 

BTc*V(E  nofuch  sdv&catesas  tnefe, 
>Cor  ps'iy  to  tli'  fceav'nly  b 


h  II.  SPIRITUAL  SOWGS.  iz7 

js,  aloud  fhaH  b'?.rmy  c: 
•  to  his  Fa;  ne  ; 

He  (dc3rdt  I  fumes  my  fnrhs, 

Am  :•  cv'i  y  groan. 

6  Ten  fes  to  the  King; 

Hofanns  in  (he  hifth*ft  ; 
Tt?n  '  og 

To  God,  and  to  his 

XXXYIIT.    Lot*  to  God. 

HAPPY  tr, 
Wh(  r  the  breaft  ; 

•;  is  the  briglrteft  oftfie  train, 
'  And  fh\. 

And  all  in  vain 
Pur  ftubboru  lit  and  reign, 

1:  for  Dt  there. 

3  ^Tialove  which  makes  our  cheerful  feci' 
In  iwift  obcdfefl.ee  move  « 

know — and  tremble  too; 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  which  lives  and  lings, 
When  taith  and  hope  fhallceafe  ; 

-  this  ibarl  ftrike  our  joyful  firings, 
jntne  isveet  realms  ofb 

5  Bef  ute  tonal:*  cur  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 

Let  wing9  of  love  bear  &s  /.way 
fee  our  fmlli 

XXXIX .    TJbi  Sborfnrfi  and  Mfftty  of  L\fu 

OUR  iays  alas!  our  mortal  days, 
Are  ihort  and  wretched  too  i 
Patriarch  fays, 


jiS  HYMNS  WD  B.  II. 

%   'T13  but  at  belt,  a  narrow  bound, 

Which  heav'n  allows  to  men! 
And  paina,  and  fins  run  through  the  rou&d  * 

Of  threefcore  /cars  and  ten. 

3  Well — if  yemuft  be  fad  and  few, 
Hun  on  my  <&ysin  hafte  ; 

Moments  of  fin,  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fail. 

4  Let  heav'niy  love  prepare  my  feui3 
And  call  her  to  the  fbie*, 

Where  years  of  lomr  falvation  roil, 
A#d  glory  never  dies. 

XL-  Our  Comfort  in  theC-yvrnant  mndenviti  "ZJinrtjt* 

OUR  God:  how  firm  hispromife  ftandi* 
Ev'n'when  he*hid^s  his  face  ! 
11  r  trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  haads 
Mis  glory,  and  his  grace. 

a  Then  why,  my  foul,  tiiefe  fad  compbsat*, 

Since  Chrirt  and  we  are  one  ? 
Thy  Ged  is  faithful  to  his  faints, 

Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
3  Beneath  his  fmiles  my  heart  has  aV<2» 

And  part  of heav'n  pofl'cfs'd  ; 
1  praife  his  namefor  ?racereceiv'd, 

A  nd  trull  him  for  the  reft. 

XLI.  Afigfil  tf  God  mortifies  its  ro  the  Wk 

U?  to  the  fields,  where  angers  lie, 
And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  ieap  out,  4nd  8  - 
Bat  (in  hangs  heavy  on  nv/foul. 

%  Thy  wond'rous  blood,  dear  dying  Ch, 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove ; 
^ind  thou  cansft  bear  me  where  thou  il  ■  £» 


3.  IT.  SPfRITJAL  SONGS.  ay 

3  O  muht  I  once  mourn  up  and  fee 

s  of  th  eternal  fkies ; 
Wnailitt'e  things  thefe   worlds  would  be  I 
H_nv  defp:cabletomy  eyes. 

4  Hai  I  a  giance  of  Thee,  my  God, 

K  n  d  )Hi3  and  men  would  vanifh  foon  ; 
Yan;fh,  as  though  I  law   them  not, 
As  a  dimcand'--  diesat  noon. 
5  Then  they  might  figh,  and  rage,  and  ravc^ 
I  mcu'd  perceive  the  n^ife  no  more 
T^an  we  can  hear  a  making  leaf 
While   ratt  .rig  thunder*  roucd  us  roar. 

)re at  All  in  All    E ternal  King, 
t  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face  ; 
d  all  my  pow'rs  ihaU  bow,  and  ling 
i\e  endlefs  grandeur,  and  thy  grace. 

XLII.    Delight  in  God. 

MY  God,  what  endL-fsp'eafures  dwell  * 
Abcv?,  at  thy  right  hand  ! 
Th    courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  ail  :hy  graces  Hand  i 

3,  The  fwahow  near  thy  temple  lies, 

And  chirps  a  c  Jfcarful  note  : 
The  lark  mounts  up  toward  thy  fkies, 

And  tunes  her  warbling  throat : 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  pre  fence,  Lord, 
D:>  fhoiit  with  joyful  tongues  ; 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  board, 
We  crown  the  feaft  with  fongs. 

4  While  Jefuifljines  with  quick'ning  grace* 
We  firu.  and  mount  on  high; 

But,  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
We  faint,  and  tire;  and  die. 

,  Juft  as  we  fee  the.lonefome  dove 
Bemoan  hsr  wide  ,/'u  ftate. 


*tt>  BYMN9  AND  B.  It. 

WanrTiirips  fne  flits  through  ail  the  grove, 

And  mourns  her  loving  imte  ; 
[6  Jufc  fo.  o#r  thoughts,  from  thing  tothuf^, 

In  reftieis  circles  rove  ; 
Juit  fo,  we  droop,  a;<d  bane  thtvr'mg, 

Wn^a  JeriL:  hides  his  Iov\.  j 

XL111    Chri&i$Zfm*$s  and  Glory. 

"VfOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  p  s 
IN    To great  Jehovah 'e  equal  ^ 

Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavV<y  \a 
Tell  loud  the  wonders  he  hath  do  .?. 

%  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light* 
•And  the  blight  robes  he  wore  above  ; 
H  >w  fwift  aneijoybn  wlis  his  flight* 
Qii  wings  or  evcriaftmg  love  : 

3  Down  to  Uv.s  bale,  this  finful  earthy 
Vie  cauae  to  raiie  qttmature  high ; 
He  came t*  atone   A.ltiii|rhty  Wrath — 
Jefas  the    «od,  was  born  to  die. 

U  Hell,  and  Us  lions,  roarVJ  Around  ; 
His  precious  blood  the  monfters  fpilt  . 
White  weighty  forrov-spreiVd  hritiddwn, 
Large  as  the  ioa/s  of  ah  our  guilt  J 

5  Deep  in  the  (hades  of  gloomy;  death, 
Tii'  \iir.L^htTe  eaptjve pn*'ner  lay  ; 
Th'  Almighty  captive  kit  the  earth. 

And  role  tp  cveriafting  day. 

6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  fans  of  ijght, 
Up  to  his  throuo  of  {hininp  qrac*  ; 
Fee  what  immortal  glories  fit 
Round  the  fv.eet  beauties  of  hi   face  ! 

7  Among  a  thoufand  harps  and  fongs, 
Jefus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns  ; 

Ills  facad  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
&ad  echoes  thrc  tins  ! 


B.II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  ljL 

xLiVijBdT;  or,  the  Vengeance  of  God. 
WJiTR  holy  fear,  and  humble  fong, 
VV       rhe  aYeadruI  God  our  fouls  adore  ; 
idawe  become  the  tongue 
terrors  of  his  pow'r. 

vher#da     nefs  dwells* 
or  an    d  ipair* 
ell* 

nee  here. 

■ 
And 

4  There  for  an,  the  f. 

ids  ; 

Crura  ;j,h  thy  hands, 

ere  guilt;  i  ..  dam's  race, 

S&ric  ,  beneath  thy  rod  : 

n  a  Saviour'g  grace* 
'c .      cadfu   God 
my  foul    andkifsthe  Son— = 
/  thy  Saviour  s  call ; 
jur damnation  aa^ens  on    4 
An.  -  gride  to  wait  your  Tall. 

God's  ConJcfcenfion  to  cur  Worfhlp* 

l~    i  /  favors.  Lo  J.   furorife  our  fouls ; 
i      W:«ithe  Eternal  d*vell  witn  us? 
it  c  in  ft  th-  hj  n^.d  beneath  the  poles, 
mpt  thy  caariot  downward  thus  ? 
mitrht  he  fill  his  ftarry  throne, 
pi  -afc  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  fongs  ; 
i  1.  th*  heav'nly  majdty  comes  down. 
And  bows*  to  l;earkjp  10  oar  tongues  ! 


»£i  hvmns  a:  id.  b.h. 

j*  Great  Go<.\  !  what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  k>ve  fo  infinite  as  thine  ! 

is  are  but  hit,  and  tongues  but  cl< 
fei#  thy  companion's  ail  div  . 

XLV£  CjJ'j  condfjcstifion  to  Human  affairs. 

T  JP  to  the  Lord.  -  QQ  high, 

And  views  the  nations  tram  af-r, 
Let  evtrlafting  praifes  I 
And  ttil  lijw  lar^e  Lis  bounties  arc. 

11  Ilevrho  can  ihake  I  he  male, 

Or  with  his  avord,  or  with  his  rod  ; 
His  goodn 
And  whai  a  coiidcfccn.din0-  Go. I  ! 

f  Gori,  who  mUil  ftoop  to  view  the  Ikies, 
..And  bow  t o  fee  what -am/v  I 
Down  to  our  earth  he  calls  h;»  eyes, 
And  bends  hisrootfteps  downward  tco.J 

4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 
And  jman^ges  our  mean  gfe 
On  humble  fouls  the  Kmg  of  Kings 
IkftowfJws  counfels,  and  his  cares. 

£  Our  forrqwg,  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  b  #  .:  ofour  God  ; 
be  hears  Us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  keai  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  >ain  mi£ht  lofty  princ;  s  try 
Such  coh'defcen^an  to  perfonh  :  _ 
For  worms  whenever  rais\i  iohigb, 
Above  their  meaner!  fellow-  ;orm. 

V  Oh  I  c  u    hankful  heart  devife 

tribute  equal  .^ce, 

fhould  rifee 
A..«  teach    lie  -jsthypi-- 


B.  II.  Sfc.RFtW^L    SO:-  ij; 

XLV1T.    &orja*JG 
VTOW  ro  the  Lord  a  noVe  fong  • 
J.  4    A  2^*f 

aria  toth'  Eteroa 

.  proc'aim. 

3  See,  where  it  (bines  in  Jeffs'  fa 

•     t  le  perlbn  of  his  Son, 
Hasaii  /ore. 

5  The  fpacioufl  t 

Proci  I  , 

And  thy  rich  gloiies  1 
Spark  ftar. 

[  letSrtq  hiit  e  of  hi 9 

Ves. 
<  Grace  !  Y:    I  JV  eet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
*s  rejoice  a    J  imt  -, 

i* I  upon  the  found  ; 
Ye  henv'iib,  Riitvf:  rt  to  the  groi 

.ace 

XLVIIT.    tpvet&tle£rc*Utrei  'otu. 

H^  are  all  Chi 
How 
Each  pit  ' 

j\ml  ev'ry  fwett^— a  inare. 
a  TVx  bright- ft  I 

Civ^  but  afh  it  ; 

W«-  fli 
W 


$34  KYMN3    AND  B.  II 

3  Our  7?eareft  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood- 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 
Howftrong  itftrikes  the  fenfe  : 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
•  From  ail  created  good. 

XLIX.     Mofes  dying  in  the  Embraces  ofGocL- 

DE  \TH  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid, 
If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  wa^k  through  the  darkest  fhader 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

a  I  could  renounce  my  All  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  caL'd  to  g**, 

And  die,  asMofendid. 
j  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pifgah's  top, 

And  vie  w the  promised  land, 
My  fMh  itfelf  ftiould  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clafp'd-in  my  hoav'nly  Father's  arms* 

I  would  forget  my  breath  f 
And  iofe  my  life  among  the  charms 

Of  fo  divine  a  death. 

L.     Comfort j  under  Sorrows  and  Psfat*. 

NOW  let  the  Lord,  my  Sav'our,  fmi  e% 
And  (he  -  my  name  upon  his  hea;  >  * 
I  would  forget  my  pains  a  w  ie, 
And  in  fhe  pleafure,  lofe  the  fraart. 

%  But  O  i  !  it  fwe  !s  my  forrows  hi^h, 
To  fee  my  blef  Fed  Jkfus  frown  -, 


B.  H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

j 

My  fpirits  fink  my  comforts  die. 

And  all  the  fprmgs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet,  Why  I  My  foul,  why  thefe  complaints  ? 
Still,  whiie  ht.  frowns  hi?  boweis  move; 
Still,  on  his  heart,  he  bears  his  faints, 

And  feels  his  forrows.  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breaft  ; 
His  book  of  H  re  contains  my  came  : 
I'd  rather  h  at e  it  there  irnprefs'd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

5  When  the  laft  fire  burns  all  things herr, 
Thofe  letters  ihall  fecurely  ftand  ; 

And  in  the  Lamb's  fa  ir  book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  No^v  let  my  npnUtes  fnootnly  ron, 
Whiift  here  I  wait  my  Father's  will  ; 
My  riling  and  my  Jetting  iim, 

Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

LI.     Go d  the  Son  equal  vxtB  tbt  Fa  i . 

BH'GIJT  Kin-  of  glory,  creacfa!  God  ) 
Onrfpiritsbow  before  thy  feat : 
To  thee  we  lift  ?  humble  thought, 
And  worihip  at  thine  awful  feet. 
[%  Thy  pow'r  hath  form'd  thy  wifdomfways 
All  nature  wito  a  fov'rei^n  word  ; 
And  the  bright  world  of  ftars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  fuperior  Lord. 

3  Mercy  and  tputh  unite  id  one, 
And.  milling  fit  at  thy  right  hand: 
Eternal  judice  guards  thy  throne, 

iVid  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command-] 

4  ^thoufand  feraphs,  strong  and  bright^ 
9Uad  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

N  n 


X3<S  HYMNS  AND  B.  ft, 

Btit,  who,  arnongft  the  fons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparison  with  Thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
Jefus  array 'd  in  flefh  and  b?ood, 
Thinks it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  iuli  equality  with  God. 

6  Their  dory  fhines  wiih  equal  beams  ; 
Their  efFence  is  forever  one  ; 

Thou  eh  they  are  known  by  diff  'rrnt  name?, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

j  Then  let  the  name  of  Chrift  our  King, 
With  equal  honors  be  ador'd  ; 
His  oraife  let  tv'ry  angel  fing — 
And  all  the  nations   own  the  Lord. 

LIT.     Death,  dreadful  or  delightful* 

DEATH  1  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
Tothofe  who  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  foul  iefore'd  away 

To  feek  her  laft  abode. 
a  Jn  vain  to  heav'o  fhe  lifts  her  eyes  ; 

For  guilt,  a  heavy  chain. 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  Ikies 
To  darkneft,  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake,  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell 
Let  ftubborn  (inners  fear  ; 

You  muft  be  driv'n  from  earth,  and  dwell 
Along  F02.EVER  there. 

4  See  how  the  p  it  gapes  wide  for  you. 
And  flafh-cs  in  your  face  : 

And  thou,  my  foul,  look  downwards  too^ 
And  fing  recov'nng  grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  fov?  reign  love, 
Who  promis'd  heav'n  to  me, 

And  taught  my  thoughts  tofoar  abcrvc* 
Where  happy  fpiriU  be. 


B  II.  SPIRITU '.:..  SON<  j57 

6  Prepare  me, Lord,  md, 

Then  come  the  joyfi] 
Come,  death,  and  tome  c 

To  bear  my  foul  away. 

LTII.  SstTtts  Pilgrimage^  or  Esrtb  nnd  HeaveQ. 

LORD  -*hat  a  wretch  this, 

!sTo  c:  utttf  no  whoiticrne-uet', 

No  ftreams  of  Living  joy  ! 

*  Bjfl*  pricking  thorns,  through  all  the  grouud* 

And  mortai  poifons  grow  ; 
And  all  the  rivers  which  are  found, 

With  dang'rous  waters  flow. 

3  Vet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 
Lies  through  this  horrid  j 

Lord  !  we  .  p  the  heav  '. 

And  run  at  thy  command* 

4  Our  fouls  ft  .fart  through 

With  undivened  feet  : 
And  faith,  and  framing  ze 
The  terror   wfci  eet.  p 

5  A  thoufand  favage  beads  of  prey 
Around  the  fore  ft  ra 

But  Judah  s  L;  he  way, 

And  guides  tl  ...e. 

6  Lon?  niehts  ^nd   darknefg  cv 
With  fcarce  a  twinkHng  rai  : 

Put  the  bi  h  we  £o, 

is  ever! :  ding  ca'y. 

7  By  glimMng hopes,  and  arfc 

We  trace  the  facred  road  : 
Through  difma  deeps,  and  danr/icusfnarea, 
W  .   way  to  God. 

8 Our  journey  jfi  a  thorny  maze, 
JJiit  we  march  upward  r 


*#  HYMNS    AND  B-K. 

Forget  thtfe  trouble  s  of  the  way, 
And  reach  at  Zi  on'*  Bill. 

9  Se<*  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 
Inviting  us  to  come  ! 

There  Jefus,  the  Forerunner,  waits 
To  welcome  trav'lers  home  i 

10  There,  on  a  green  and  flow' ry  mourtt, 
Our  weary  fouls  mail  fit 

And,  with  tranfpor  ting  joys,  recount 
The  labors  of  our  feet. 

ii  No  vain  difcourfe  ILail  fill  our  tongue, 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  e:race  mail  fill  our  fang, 

And  God  delight  to  hear. 

iZ'-Eternai  glorier.  to  the  King 

Who  brought  u  s  fately  through  •; 
Our  tongues  mall  never  ceafe  to  fing, 

And  endlefs  praife  renew.      ♦ 

L1V.  God's  pre/ence  is  Light ,  in  darkfufs* 

MY  God,  the  Spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brighteft  days* 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  ! 

a  In  darkeft  (hades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ■ 
He  is  my  foul's  fweet  Morni-ng  Star, 

And  he-— my  riling  Sun. 

3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  mine 

With  beams  of  facred  blifs, 
While  Jefus  fhewshis  heart  is  mine, 
And  whifpers — J  am  his. 

4  My  foul  would  leave  thi3  heavy  clay 
hX  that  tranfporting  word  ; 

Run  up,  with  joy,  the  mining  way, 
T9  embrace  rnv  dearefc  Lord, 


%  it  :utoal  SONGS-  i^ 

^  Fearlefs  of  hell,  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe  ? 
The  wings  ot  love,  and  afmj  cf  faith. 
iqu'ror,  through. 

LV.     Brad  life  0tfifucceeding  Eternity* 

TREE-  we  adore,  eternal  Name — 
And  humbly  own  to  Tme, 
feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ; 
[jat  dying  worms  are  we  1 

a  Cur  wafcing  lives  prow  fhortcr  flill 

As  months  and  days  increafe  ; 
And  er  ry  beating  piiiie  we  tell, 

Leaves  but  the  number  tefs. 

3  The  year  roils  round,  ?nl  fteals  away 
The  breath  which  firfi  it  rave  / 

te'tT  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  Hand  thick  through  ail  the  ground. 
To  pufn  us  to  the  tomb  ; 

And  fkree  d'ieafes  wait  -'round, 
To  hurry  mortals  horn:. 

5  Good  God  !   on  what  a  (lender  thread 
Han^everlafting  things  ! 

Tn'  eternal  ftatea  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  lire's  feeble  firings ! 

6  Infinite  joy1,  or  cfldkfs  v:oc9 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern  \1  *re  go 
Upon  the  brink  pf  death  I 

'ken.  O  Lord  cur  drqwfy  feuie 
To  nan  this  dang'rous  road  : 
And,  "if  cur  feu's  are  hurty'd  hence, 
May  they  be  found  vri:h  God. 

LVL    Vain  Prqjperiij. 

^JO   !  I  fiia'I  envy  them  no  more 
*i      Wb  (jfatiely  £ttat| 

2\  r.  2, 


T4*  KYMNS AND  B.IIW 

Though  they  increrafe  their  golden  ftore, 
And  rife  to  wond'rous  height. 

a  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  which  grow, 

Upon  this  earthly  clod,  i 
Well  they  may  fearch  thef  roature  through. 

For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 

But  deaih  comes  haft'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes—you  muftbow  your  ftately  head  ; 
Away  your  fpirit  flies  ; 

And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  fkies. 

3  Go  now  atid  boaft  of  all  your  ftores— 

And  tell  how  bright  they  fliine  ; 
Tour  heaps  of  glittering  duft  an.  your's, 

And  my  Redeemer's  mine  1 

LVIf.    Theplea/urecfagood  Confdencc 

LORD,  how  Secure  and  Weft  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  fin  ! 
Should  ftorms  of  wrath  fhal;e  earth  and  fea, 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  within* 

a  The  day  glides  fweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  foft  and  filent  as  the  Ihadcs, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gentiy  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  or? 
But  tiy  not  half  fo  fait  away  : 

Their  fouls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  fummer  ev'nings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heav'nly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  plcafure  gro*  ! 
And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  fmiies 
Sit,  undifturb'd;  upon  their  brow. 


B.IL  SPIRITUAL  SCTN'GS.  i4< 

ey  from  to  leek  our  golden  tovs  ; 
But  ipend  the  day,  and  ihare  the  night 
In  numb' ring  ocr  the  richer  joys 
Which  heav'n  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moieij 
Lie  grov'iing  in  the  dull  btiow  ; 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  foil's, 
And  we'll  afpire  to  glory  too. 

L  VIII.     Sbortnefj  of  Life,  and  gecdnefs  of  God. 

TIME  .'  What  an  empty  vapor  'tis  1 
And  days  how  fwift  they  are  \ 
Swift,  as  an  Indian  arrow  rlics 

Or  like  a  mooting  ftar. 
g  The  prefent  moments  juft  appear, 

Then  Hide  away,  in  haite  ; 
That  we  can  never  fay — they're  he: 
But  oniy  fay— they're  pail. 

3  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 

The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God  1  our  fleeting  c 
Thy  iafting  favours  li.arc  ; 

Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace. 
Thou  load'ft  the  rolling  year. 

<  'Tis  fov'reign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cioth'd  with  :Ove  : 
Whik  grace  ftands  pointing  out  the  road, 

Whicn  leads  our  fouis  above, 

6  His  goodneis  runs  an  endiefs  round- 
All  glory  to  the  Lord  : 

His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound— 
Ano'oe  his  name  ador'd. 

3  Thus  we  begin  the  lading  for?g  f 
Aad  when  we  dok  our  ejis  j 


t4*  HYMNS  AND  B.  iL 

Let  a*es  down  thy  praife  prolong, 
'Tib  Lime  And  nature  dies. 

LTX.     Paradife  on  Earth. 

GLORY  to  God,  who  walks  the  fky, 
And  fends  his  bitflings  through—* 
Who  tells  his  faints  of  joys  on  high — 
And  giv^  a  talte  below. 

a  Glory  to  God,  who  ftoops  his  throne, 

Tha*  dull  and  worms-  may  fee't, 
And  brines  a  glimpfe  of  glory  down 

Around  his  facred  fee v.  * 

3  When  Chrift,  with  ail  his  graces  crown*es 

Sheds  his  kind  beams  abroad, 
*Tis  a  young  heav'n  on  eartfrfy  ground, 
And  glory  in  the  bud. 

4  A  blooming  paradife  of  joy 
In  this  wild  defart  fprirrgs  ; 

And  ev'ry  fenfe  I  ftraigrit  employ 
Onfweet  celeftiai  things. 

5  White  lilies  all  around  appear, 

Vnd  each  hi s glory  I now 5  i 
The  Role  wf  Sharon  blofloms  here, 
Tne  faireft  flow'r  which  blows. 

6  Chearful  I  feaQ:  on^ieav'nly  fruit, 
And  drink  the  p'eifures  down; 

Pleasures  wnich  flow  hard  by  the  foot 
Of  the  eternal  throne  1 

7  But,  ah  !  howfoon  my  joys  decay— - 

How  foon  my  iins  arife — 
Andfnatch  the  ^eav'nly  fcence  away 
From  thefe  iamenting  eyes  1 

8  When  mall  the  tune,  dear  Jefus,  w3 
Tne  ibihitig  day  appear, 

Tnat  1  (halt  feafc  thoft  clouds  of  £n, 
J  And  guilt  and  darkaefa  here, 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

9  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  fkies, 

My  hafty  feet  would  go — 
There  everlafting  flow'rs  arife, 

And  joys,  ua  withering,  grow. 

LX.    The  Truth  of  God,  the  Promi/tr. 

PR.MSE,  everlafting  praife,  be  paid 
To  Him  who  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Praife  to  the  God,  whofe  ftrong  decrees*     < 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  pieafe. 

i  Praife  to  the  goodnefs  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word ; 
And  there,  as  ftrong  as  his  decrees, 
He  fets  his  kindeft  profile-. 

[3  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give- 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live 
Each  of  tnem  it>  the  v  oice  of  God 
Who  fpake,  and  fpreadthe  feies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  pow'rfui  as  that  found 
Whifth  bid  the  aew-made  heav'nsgo  round  ; 
And  ftronger  than  the  folid  poke 
Orfwhich  the  wheel  of  nature  k 

5  Whence  then  mould  doubts  and  fears  arifei 
Why  trick'ling  forrows  droxn  our  eyes  I 

5  owly,  alas  !  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  which  our  Maker  gives. 

6  Oh,  for  a  ftrong  a  1  ailing  faith, 
To  credit  what  tk'  Almighty  faith  ! 
T'  embrace  the  mefTa^e  of  his  Son, 
An-d  call  the  joys  of  hcav'n  our  own. 

7  Theri  mould  the  earth's  old  pillars  make* 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break  ; 

Our  ileady  fouls  fnali  fear  no  more 
Than  folid  rocks,  when  billows  roar. 

£  Our  everlafting  hopes  arife  - 
Areve  the  ruinablc  ikies  5 


T4*  HYMNS     AND  B.  §L 

Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigrls, 
And  his  own  courts  his  pow  r  fuftains. 

LXI.     A  "thought  qf&siith  end  Glerj. 

MY  foul,  com*,  meditate  the  day, 
And  think  how  near  it  ftands, 
When  thou  rmift  quit  this  houfeof  cla'y? 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

£  And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb  ; 
This  gioomy  prifon  waits  for  you, 

Whene'er  the. fummons  come. 

3  Oh !  couid  we  di^  with  thofe  who  die, 
And p  ace  us  m  their  ftead; 

Then  w  >uid  ourfpirits  learn  to  fly, 
Arid  cenverfe  with  the  dead. 

4  Then  fhouid  we  fee  the  faints  above, 
In  their  own  glor'ous  forms, 

And  wonder  why  our  fouls  fhouid  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms  ! 

5  How  we  mould  fc orn  t  efe  clothes  of  fit&# 
Thefe  fetters,  and  this  load  ; 

And  long  for  ev'ning,  to  undrefs, 
That  we  may  reft  with  God. 

6  We  mould  almoft  forfikc  our  clay 
Before  the  film  m  on  s  come  ; 

Arid  pray,  and  wifti  our  fouls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

LXII.     GoUths  Tbu-id-r  r    or,  the  lajl   Jitdg- 

?mni  and  Hdl* 

SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nlyfcofls, 
And  thou,  O  earth,  adore  ; 

*  Made  in  a  great  Jiidden  Storm  of  Thun&r* 
A(gvjt  ZQtP)  1697. 


B.  II.  SPIRITtTAL  SONGS.    -       14J 

ith  and  heIl,through  all  their  coafts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  p  jw'r. 

a,  Kis  founding  chariot  males  the  fky  ; 

tie  makes  \Sc  cioudshis  throne  ; 
There  all  his  (tores  of  lightening  lie, 

Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  H's  noftrils  breathe  out  fiery  ftreams— 
And,  from  his  awful  tongue 

A  fov'reign  vo;ce  divides  the  flames, 
And  thunder  roars  along  ! 

4  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  day, 
Whent-bis  incenfed  God 

Shall  rendthe  Iky  arid  burn  toe  fea, 
And  fimg  h  is  wrath  abroad  ; 

5  What  fhaU  the  wretch,  thefinner  do  ? 
He  once  v.*  -fy'd  the  Lord  : 

But  he  fhall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  fink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempefts  of  angry  fire  mail  roll 
To  blall  the  rebel  worm  : 

And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul 
Ja  one  eternal  ftorm. 

LX1II.     A  Ficncrcl  Thought- 

HA*RK  1  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found ; 
My  ears,  attend  the  cry — 
*«  Ye  iivulg  men,  come,  view  the  ground 
*{  Where  you  muii  lhortly  lie. 

%  "  Princes,  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed, 

u  In  fpite  of  all  your  tow'rs  ; 
♦<  Thetall,  the  wife,  the rev'rfnd  head 

u  Muft  He  as  low  as  our's," 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  2 
£cd  are  ws  ft  ill  iecure  ! 


M  HYMNS  AND  B.H 

Still  walking  downwards  to  out  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 
4  Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  rty  ; 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 

We'll  rife  above  the  fky. 

LXIV.  God  the  Glory  and  Defence  cf'ZAott* 

HAPPY  the  church,  thou  lacred  place, 
The  feat  of  thy  Creators  grace  ; 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode  : 
Thou  earthly  paiace  of  our  God, 

•s.  Thy  walls  arc  ftrength  and  at  thy  gate^ 
A  guard  of  heav'nly  warriors  waits  ; 
Nor  (hall  thy  deep  foundations  movs, 
£ixvd  on  his  counfels,  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  defies  engage  ; 
AQT:inft  his  throne,  in  vain  they  rage  I 
like  rinng  waves  with  angry  roar, 
Which  dafh,  and  die  upon  the  Ihore, 
4.   Then  let  our  fouls  In  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  or  hell  j; 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
like  brazen  bulwarks  buiit  around, 
5  God  is  ourihield,  and  God  pur  fw>  g 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
Cn  us  hefheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
And  we  refkdt  his  brighteft  praife. 

LXV.  The  Hopes  of  Heaven,  or  Support  under  Tri«\, 
ah  on  Earth, 

WHEN  lean  rend  my  title  clear 
To  manfions  in  the  ikies, 
1  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
*  Should  earth  ajrainft  my  foul  Cflgagf , 
Andheiiiih  darts  be  hnri'd, 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS  W 

Then  I  can  fmile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  de'uge,  come9 
And  ftorms  of  forrow  fall ; 

May  I  but  fafely  reach  my  fcorrie, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  All. 

4  There  mail  1  bathe  my  weary  foul 
In  feas  of  heav'nly  reft 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Acroft  my  peaceful  breaft. 

LXVI.    Aproty:8  of  Heaven  makes  death  enfj* 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  faints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  plcafure6  banifh  pain. 
a  There  everlafting  fpring  abides. 

And  never-with'ring  flow'rs  ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  tea  divides 

Thit  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

[3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  f welling  Boodj 

Stand  dreft  in  living  green  1 
So,  to  the  Jews,  old  Canaan  ftood, 

While  Jordan  roU'd  between.) 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  ftart  an&flbrink, 
Tocrofi  this  narrow  fea, 

And  linger,  fhiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
Through  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  ,Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove* 
Thofe  gioomy  doubts  that  rife — 

And  fe«  the  Canaan,  which  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mo£es  flood, 
And  view  the  landfcape  o'er  \ 

Q  o 


148  HYMNS    AND  B.  U. 

]tfot  Jordan^  dreams,  nor  d eat h's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  fho.  e. 

LX VII,     God's  Eternal  Dominion. 

GREAT  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
What  worthlefs  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  how, 
And  pay  their  praife  to  Thee.. 

*  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  ftood» 

E'er  leas  or  :tars  were  made  1 
Thou  art  the  ever-iiving  God, 

Wf  re  all  the  nations  d^ad. 

3  -Nature- and  time  quite  naked  lie- 
To  thine  imrmni'e  iurvey, 

From  the  fbrmai&ti  of  the  Iky, 
To  thfe  great  bu  .midday . 

4^Eternity  with'a-ii-its  years,^ 

Stents  prefent  in  thy  view, 
To  Thee*  there'e  nothing-  old  appears— f 

Great  God  1  thei  e  s  Dothing  new, 

5  Our  lives  i hrou-gh  various  fcenes  are  drawn, 
And  vex'd  with  triffing  cares  ; 

While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undifturb'd  aiSirs. 

6  Great  God  !  how  in  finite  art  Thou  ! 
What  worthlefe  worms  are  we  ! 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  Iheirpraife  to  Thee, 

LXVHI.     The  humble  Worflnp  of  Keaveni 

FATHER,  I  Ion?.  Hafet  tb  fee 
The  place  of  thine  abode  ! 
I'd  leavt  thy  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  feat,  my  God  I 

3*HereIbehol.'  thy  di*  ant  facej 
And  'tis  apkafing  fights 


-B.  JI.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  149 

But  to  abide  inthiae  embrace, 
Is  ini 

I    I'd  part  with  ail  thejoys  of  fenfe, 

To  gaze  upon  thy' thro:. 
Pleasure  springs  fc«&  toaver  thence, 

Unfpeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heav'nry  hods  are  f  'en  ; 
'  In  ihlning  ranks  they  move  j 

An<i  drink  immortal  vi-or  in, 
With  wonder*  aud  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear, 
"  Th'  adoring  armies  fall  ! 

VT&h  joy  they  (brink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  th«  eternal  ALL. 

6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  hofts 
In  duty  and  inbHfs; 

^Vhile  le/stLan  nothing  I  could  boaft, 
*  And  'vanity  confefc. 

n  The  more  thy  glories' ftrike  mine  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  mall  lie  ; 
Thus,  while  Ifing,  myjoys  frail  rile 

Unmeafurably  higti. 

LXIX.    The  Fahbfulne/s  o/Gcd  in  the  Promi'a* 

BEGIN,  my  tongue- fomeheav'rilY  theme 
And  fpeaklbme  boundlefs  thia  : ; 
The  mighty  works,  or  migtkt'er  name 
Of  our  eternal  King, 

a  Tell  of  hi*  wond'reus  faithhilncfs, 

And  found  his  pow'r  abroad  ; 
•Sing  the  fweu  promile  of  las  grace, 

And  the  performing  God. 

2  -Proclaim  -Salvation  from  the  Lord, 
Tor  wretched  dying  men; 
*  la.  xi.  I?. 


no  HYMNS    AND  B.X1 

His  hand  has  writ  the  facred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brafs, 

The  mighty  promiie  fhine6  ; 
Korean  the  oow'rspfdarknefs  raife 

Thole  ererlafting  lines. 

Is  He,  who  candafb  whole  worlds  to  death, 
!     And  make  them,  whe  n  he  pleafc  ; 
But  fpeaks — and  that  Almighty  breath 
Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 

6  His  very  word  of  grace  is  ftrong 
A§  that  which  built  the  fkies  ; 

The  voice,  which  rolls  the  ftars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promifes. 

7  He  faid~i>r  the  wide  heav'n  btfpnad  2 
And  heav'n  was  ftretch'd  abroad  -, 

dbra'm—rUbethj  God— he  faid—   ;-; 
And  he  was  Abra'm's  God. 

3  Oh,  might  I  hear  thine  heav'nly  tongue 

But  whifper— thou  art  mine  ! 
Thofe  gentle  words  Ihould  raifc  my  fong 

To  notes  almoft  divine. 
9  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  heaven  lecure  i 
Tdtruft  the  All-creating  voice, 

And  faith  deures  no  more.] 

XiXX.    Got? s  Dominion  over  the  Seay  Pf.cvii. 

GOD  of  the,  feas,  thv  thund'^ng  voice 
Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice; 
And  one  foft  word  of  thy  command, 
Can  fink  them,  filent,  in  the  fond. 

a  If  but  a  Mofes  wave  thy  rod, 
The  fea divides, and ovns its  Go&% 
The  ftormy  floods  their  Maker  kn,evr* 
&b4  kd  kiichofcn  amies  through* 


$.11.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  151 

$  Tlic  fctfy  flocks,  amidft  Lhsfea, 
To  Tnee,  tbeir  Lord,  a  uibute  pay  : 
The  meaneft  ft ih,  which  fwiim  the  fioodj 
"Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praifc  to  Cod. 

[4  The  larger  monfters  of  the  deep, 
On   thy  com m^ncfc  attend anceketp  ; 
Bjf  tV/  permifli on,  fport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempefc  rears. 
Leviathan  lies  ftiil,  and  fears ; 
Anon  he  li+ts  his  noftrils  high, 
And  fpoutb  ^    ocean  to  tkeiky.- 

6  How  id  thy.gior'ous  po#'i  ador'd 
Amidft  thefe  wat'r.y  nations,  Lord  ! 
Yettheboid  men  who  trace  the  feas, 
Bold  men  re&ife  their  Maker's  pr« 

[7  Waat  fcenes  of  miracles  they  f<ur. 

And  never  tune  a  fong  to  Thee  I 

While  on  tin  flood  they  iafefy  ride, 

They  curfe  the  hand  which   ftnoothes  the  fide. 

$  Anon  they  plunge  in  wat'ry  grave?, 
And  Lome  drink  death  among  the  waves  ; 
Yet  trie  turVivihg  crew  bla-fpheme 
I^or  own  the  God  who  refcu'd  them.] 

9  Oh  !  for  iome  fignal  of  thy  hand  ! 
Shake  all  the  teas  ;  Lord   (hake  the  Land  : 
Great  Judge  defcend  !  Ie4  &it  a  deny 
That  there's  a  God  who  rules  the  iky. 

LXXI.    Prat  e  to  Godfoom  all  Creature:. 

THE  glories  of  my  Maker,  God, 
My  joyful  voice  ihall  ftng, 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former,  and  their  King. 

£  'Twas  his  right  hand  which  ihap'd  our  clay 
And  wrought  thi  r  uman  frame  \ 


i$%  HYMNS  AND  B.H.  I 

But  from  hi»  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  fprrits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  pow'ra  to  Gc4* 
And  wojfhip  witb  ©ur  tofigues : 

We  claim  fome  kindred  with  the  ikies* 
And  join  th'  angelic  fonga. 

4  Let  grov'ling  beafts,  of  ev*ry  fhap«j 
•     And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 

And  ro<_ks,  and  trees,  aid  fires  and  fea* 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  planets  to  his  honor  fhincf 
And  wheels  of  nature,  roll ; 

Praife  him  in  youroinweary'd  courfic 
Arounc  the  fteady  pole. 

6  The  brightnefa  of  our  Maker**  iftme 
The  wide  creation  fills, 

And  his  unbounded  grandeur  lie* 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  hills. 

LXX1I.    The  Lord1  j  day  ;  or,  the  ttfurrcBion  of: 
ChHJl. 

BLEST  morning,  whofe  young  dawning  ray*j* 
Beheld  our  rifing  God  ; 
Which  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dv&% 
k  And  leave  his  laft  abode  i 

3  In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay ; 
•Till  the  revolving  Ikies  had  brought 

The  third,  th' appointed  day. 

3  He)l»  and  the  grave,  unite  their  force  1  ■ 

To  hold  our  God,  in  vain ; 
The  flceping  Conqueror  arofe, 

And  burft  their  feeble  chain. 


4  To  thy  great  name,  Almighty  Lord* 

Thefe  facred  hours  we  pay 
And  loud  Hofannas  mail  proclaim 
i   The  triumph  of  the  day. 


i 


Bill.  SPiRITlTlL    S0NG3.  tS3 

5  Salvation  ard  immorta1  praife 

To  our  viclor'ou*  King ; 
Let  heav'n,  and  rarth,  and  rock«,  and  Teas, 

With  glad  hofannas  ring . 

LXXIIf .    Doubts  featured. 

HENCE,  from  my  fqul,  fad  thoughts,  be  gone 
And  leave  me  to  my  joys  ; 
Mytonguefhall  triumph  in  ray  God; 
And  make  a  joyfu  1  noife. 

c  Barknefs-and  doubts  had  veirdmymind, 

Anddrown'd  my  head  in  tears  ; 
Till  fov 'reign  grace,  with  mining  rays, 

Difpe  J  'd  my  gloomyfea  rs. 

3  Oh!  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 
And  raptures,  all  divine — 

Whtn  Jefus  told  me—  I -j; as  bis f 
And  my  Beloved  mine  ! 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  foul, 

And  break3  my  peace,  in  vain  ; 
One  gnropfe  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  faoe,      '      v 
Revives  my  joys  again- 


r 


LXX1V.     A  Complaint  of  Ingratitude 

\ 5  this  the  kind  return  ? 

And  thefe  the  thanks  we  owe  I 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  lave, 

Whence  ail  our  bleffings  flow  . 

%  To  what  a  ftubborn  frame 
Has  I'm  reducM  our  mind ! 
What  ftrange,  rebellious,  wretches  we, 
And  Gcd— as  ftrangely  kind  I 

3  Cn  us,  he  bids  the  fun 
"hed  his  revirmg  rays  ; 
For  us  the  ikies  their  circle: 
JTo  lengthen  tut  our  d 


f&t  HYMNS    'ND  $,li, 

4  The  brutes    obey  their  God, 
~nd  bow  their  necks  to  men  : 

But  we;  more  bafc.  more  brutifh  things, 
Reject  his  eafy  reign. 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mightvGod, 
And  mould  cur  fouls  afrem  ; 

greak,  Sov'reign  Grace,  thefe hearts  offtoce. 
And  give  us  hearcs  of  iieih. 

6  Let  oM  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fell, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arife. 

LXXV.    The  beatific  Jfgbt  o/CMJl. 

FROM  Thee  my  God,  my  joys  ihail  ri%. 
And  run  eternal  rounds  ; 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  flues, 
And  all  created  bounds. 

9  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  foul 

Shail  death  itfeif  outbrave 
Lev-'e  dull  mortality  behind, 

And  fly  beyond  the  grave, 

3  There,  where  my  blefTed  Jefus  reigns, 
In  heav'n's  unmeaun-'d  fpace, 

111  fp  ;nd  a  long  eternity 
In  pieafure,  and  in  praife. 

4  Millions  o^  years  my  wand'ring  eyes 
Shall  o'er  thy  beaut  i#s  rove, 

And  endlefs  aires,  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

5  Sweet  Jefus!  ev'ry  fmile  of  thine 
Srallfrem  endearments  bring, 

And  thoufandtaftes  of  r  ew  delights 
from  all  thy  graces  fpring- 

6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  foul 
Up  to  thy  blcft  abode  y 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  rcj 

Fly,  for  my  fpirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Sayiour  and  my  God. 

LXXVI.     RffurreSion  and  A/cenfion  o/Chnft- 

HOSANN1  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
Who  cloth'd  himfelf  in  clay  ; 
1%  ter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tors  the  bars  away. 

a  Death  is  no  more  the  kip.g  cf  dread, 

Since  our  Immanuelrcfe  ; 
lie  took  the  tyrant's  fling  away, 

And  fpoiPd  cur  helliih  foe6. 

3  See,  how  the  Conqn'ror  m  sun  is  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies  ! 
With  fears  of  honor  in  his  flefii, 

And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  fcatters  blefTmgs  down  ; 

Our  Jcfus  fills  the  middle  feat 
Of  the  celeftial  throne, 

5  Raife  your  devoti  to,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  this  blelVd abode  ; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  fgngs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  ftrike  your  loudeft  firings, 
Your  fweeteft  voices  raife  : 

Let  heav'n  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Jmmanuei's  pr2ife. 

LXXVIf.    The  chrijlian  War  fart. 

STAND  up,  my  foul,  make  off  thy  fears, 
And  g'.rdthe  gofpel  armour  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy  ; 
Where  thy  »reat  Captain- Saviour's  gone, 

*  Hell,  and  thy  fins  rcfift  thy  cor.rfe  ; 
Hut  hell  and  fin  are  vaiKjuiuYd  foes ; 


s$&  HYMNS  AND  B.  lu 

.Thy  Jefus  nail  M  then:  to  the  crofs, 
And  fang  the  triumph,  when  he  rofe. 

[  3    What  though  the  prince  of  darknefs  rage* 

Aadwafte  the  fury  of  his  fpite  ? 
Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 
To  fury  ceep3,  and  emHefs  ni^ht. 

-4  What  though  thme  inward  iufts  rebel  I 
^Tis  but  a  ftrugglin^  gafp  for  life  ; 
The  weapons  of  vj^tor'ous  grace 
Shall  flay  thy  (ins,  and  end  the  ftrjfe] 

5  Then  let  my  foul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heav'nly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  gUtt'ring  robes,  for  conqu'rors,  w<k 

6  Their  (hall  I  wear  a  ftarry  crown. 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 
While  all  the  arm.es  of  the  ikies 
Join  in  my  gior'ous  Leader's  praife. 

LXXV1IL    Redemption  &jCSbri)ll 

WHEN  the  fircfc  parents  of- our  race 
PvebtH'd,  and  loft  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  fin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood. 
%  Infinite  pity  touch M  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
©efceuding  from  the  heav'nly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Afidethe  Prince  of  glory  threw 
His  moft  divine  array  $ 

And  wrapp'd  his  feod-head  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  pow'r,  and  dying  love, 
Redeemed  unhappy  mtix  ; 

And  raisM  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life,  and  Cod,  again. 


3:  II.  SPTRITUAE    SONGS:  t;- 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flcih  and  foul 
WcjoyftiUy  refign  ; 

Bieif.  Jefus,  take  us  for  thy  own. 

For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honor  mall  forever  be 
The  bus'nefs  of  our  days, 

Tor^ver  mail  our  thankful  tongue9 
Speak  thy  deferved  praife. 

LXXIX.    Pratfc  to  the  Rzdsnmr. 

PLUXG'D  in  a  gttlphof  dark  defpair, 
We,    wretched  finners,  lay  ;  • 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Orfpark  of  glim 'ring  day. 

%  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  grace 

beheld  our  hclplefs  grief; 
Kc  faw — and  (O  !  amazing  love  1) 

He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  mining  feats  afceve, 
With  joyful  hafts  he  Red, 

Enter'd  the  grare,  in  rrcrtal  flelh, 
And  dwelt  among  the- dead. 

4,-He  fpcii'd  thepbw'rs  of  darknefs  tho% 

And  brake  onr  ironchams  ; 
Jems  has  freed  our  captive  fouls, 

From  everlafting  pains. 

[5  In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell, 

His  curfed  projects  tries  ; 
We,  who  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  Haves,  ■ 

Are  rais'd  above  the  fkies.j 

6"  Gh  !  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  h fling  file  nee  break, 
And  all  harmon'cus  human  tongue?, 
The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak. 

[fi  Yes— we  will  praife  thee,  deareft  Lord*; 
Our  fouisare ail  on  flame  j 


15 *  HYMNS    AND  J5- 

Hofanna,  round  the  ffxacious  earth, 

To  thine  adored  namt ! 
8  Angels,  affift  our  mighty  joys, 

Stnke  all  your  harps  of  gold  : 
But  when  you  raife  your  bigheit  nctefi, 

His  iove  can  ne'er  be  toldlj 


O' 


LXXX.     God's  a^ful  power  and  Gcedncfs* 

iU  !  the  Almighty  Lord  ! 
"     How  ma:chlefs  is  his  pow?rl 
Tremble^O  earth,  beneath  his  word, 
While  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 

i  Ltt  proud  imper'ous  kings, 
Bow  low  before  his  throne  ! 
Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things 
Or  he  will  tread  you  down. 

3  Above  the  fkieshe  reigns, 
And  with  amazing  blows, 

He  deals  infufferab'e  paina 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  praife  ; 
Thy  fceptre'8  equal  to  thy  rod, 
'Thefceptre  of  thy  grace, 
s  The  arms  of  mighty  love 

Defend  oar  Zion  well  ; 
And  heav'nly  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 
Who  fits  enthron'd  above  : 
Thus  wc  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  blefs  the  God  of  love. 

LXXXI.    Our  Jin  the  Caufe  of  Cbrift's  dsaib, 

AND  now  the  fcales  have  left  BUSK  cyts ; 
Now  I  begin  to  fee  ; 


B.n.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.         i<* 

Oh,  thecurs'd  deed?  *n'  fins  have  done  ! 
What  murd'rous  t\  Kjrs  ttey  be  ! 

a  Were  thefe  the  traitor*,  dearelt  Lord, 

Which  thy  fan  body  'ore  }. 
Monfters,  that  ftain  d'thofe  heav'nly  limb* 

With  floods  of  purple  gore  ! 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  which  I  had  done, 
My  deareft  Lord  was  flain  ! 

Whcnjuilice  fclz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  foul  to  pain  ? 

4  Forgive  mv  guilt,  O  Prince  of  peace  t 
1M  vt-cunamy  God  no  mere  : 

Hence,  from  my  heart,  ye  fas,  be  gone, 
For  Jefus  I  adore 

5  Furniifa  rne,  L  -  heav'niy  arms 

From  gr*ce;&  -aa^ai 
And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war 

With  ev^ry  d:~ 

LXXXII,  &  dempi  man  i  PrcU8ionfrom  Spirit 

ARISE,  ray  foul,  my  -oy'd  powers, 
And  triumpb  in  my' God  : 
^vTake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim  * 

Hisgl  .e  abroad, 

a  lie  rais'd  me  free  the  deeps  of  fin, 

gates  o&gaping  bed; 
A:>d  tiiv  o  my  ftand:ng  mere  frcure 
Than  'twas  befc 

3  The  a,* ma  c.  kpfe 

&.r 
And,  or 
My  ;. 

h  v  -  with  giHce  f 


1 6o  HYMNS    AND  B.  Ih 

Salvation  for  a  bulwark,  fUnds 
To  fhield  the  facred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  hi"  fharpeft  fpite, 
And  all  his  legions  roar  ; 

Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  powV. 

6  Arife.  my  foul,  awake,  my  voice* 
And  tunes  of  p!eafure  (ing  ; 

Loud  halleluiahs  fhalladdrefi 
My  Saviour,  and  my  King. 

XXXXIil.     Thtpajion  end  Exaltation  bfCkr^ 

THUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  fkics— 
<•  Awake,  my  dreadful  fword  ; 
•f  Awake,  my  wrath,  and  fmitethe  man, 
*c  My  fellow  (faith  the  Lord,") 

*  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command* 

And,  armed,  down  me  flies  I 
jefus  fubmitst'  his  Father's  hand, 

And  bow 3  his  head,  and  dk&. 
2  But,  oh  1  the  wifdom,  and  thegrafcc 

Which  join  with  vengeance  now  i 
He  dies,  to  fave  our  guilty  race, 

And  yet  he  rifes  too. 
4*  A  perfonj  fo  divine,  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  {lain, 
Tbafhe  could  give  his  tbul  away, 

And  take  his  life  again. 

5  Live,  glor'ous  Lord,  and  reign  on  high1  jf 

Let  ev'ry  nation  ling, 
And  angels  found,  with  endlttfe  joy, 

The  Saviour  and  the  Kfng. 

LXXXIV.    The  fame. 

COME,  all  harmon'ous  tongue** 
Your  nobleft  mufiic  bfmg  j 


B.  U  SFRlTUiL  SC*:G8.  <>J 

'T:s  Chrift.theEveria: 

i  Chi  ill,  the  man  we  Si 

i     fell  how  he  took  our  fklh, 
To  take  away  our  ;juilt; 
Sing  lh*  ■  <-';r  tf*ope  of  (acred  blood, 
Which  heliiih  monilevs  fpiit. 

fpear 
Went  deep  into  Lis  iide  ; 
And  the  rxii  blood  of  purple  g«re, 
Their  murd'rous  wscpons  dy'd} 

4  The  wives  of  fuelling  grief 
Did  o'crkis  bofom  roll  ; 

And  mountains  of  A. mighty  wrath 
Lay  heavy  on  his  feu!. 

5  Down  to  the  {hades  of  death 
He  bew'd  hisav.  fui  head  ; 

Yet  Lc  arofc  to  live  and  reign 
When  death  itk-:f  is  dead. 

6  No  more  the  bloody  fpear  ; 

The  crols  and  nails  no  more  ; 
For  heil.  itfelf.  fhakc  s  at  his  nam-, 
And  a£  the  heav'ns  a*?ore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  fits, 
xlijh  on  his  father's  thrcjie; 

The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 
And  ftniies  upon  his  Son. 

8  There  his  full  glories  fhine 
With  uncreated  rays  ; 

And  bieis  his  faints'  and  angels'  eyes, 
To  everlafting  cays. 


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LXXXV.     Sujjiciencj  of  Pardon. 

HY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  foul*. 
Thofe  mournful  colours  wear  i 


r6»  HYMNS    AND  T\   r 

What  doubts  are  thefe  which  waftfc  your  1 
Andnouriih  your*  ^upair  i 

%  What  though  your  no/n'rous  lias  exct 

The  ftars  which  rii:  the  ik.es 
And.  aiming  atth'eeerna!  throne, 

Like  pointed  mountains,  rife  ! 

3  What  though  your  mighty  guiit,  beyond 
The  wide  creation  fweli, 

An- .  has  itscurs'd  foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  depths  of  hea  ! 

4  See  here  an  f.  ndkU  oo.jb  fl  ws 

Of  neve>£uiing  ^race  i 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  vdna 
The  facrer"  flood  mcreafel 

5  It  rifeshigh,  ^nd  drowrio  tfaehil!f, 
Has  neither  fhore  nor  hour  *  ; 

Now    if  we  fearc  .  to  find  cur  finj, 
Oui  (ins  can  ne'er  be  foartd. 

6  *  wake  our  hearts,  adore  .he  grace 
That  buries  aii  our  faults, 

Andpard'nLng  biood,  which  fwells  abore 
Our  follies,  and  our  thoughts. 

LXXXVJ.  Freeiemfromf.n  andmif  ry%  in  bi&v*n* 

OUR  fins,  alas !  how  flrong  thsy  be  ! 
And,  like  a  vi'ler-t  fra, 
Tney  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee. 
And  rftirry  us  away. 

z  Tiie  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rife  I 

How  loud  the  tempers  roar  ! 
3 lit  death  ftiall  iandour  weary  fouls 

Safe  on  the  heav'nly  fhore. 

3  There,  to  frfffl  his  iwcet  commands* 

Quriueedy  reet  ihallmove  ; 
No  (in  ihallclog  our  winged  zeal, 

Or  cool  our  burning  Jove. 


*.  IT.  SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  tft) 

4  There  fhall  we  lit,  and  ling  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  ; 

Till  heav'nly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  fmiie  in  ev'ry  face. 

5  For  ever,  His  dear  facred  name 
Shaft  dwell  upon  our  tongue  ; 

And  j'e  us  andjalvatton  be 

The  clofe  of  ev'ry  long. 

LXXXVIf.     Dgvine  Glories  abovt  our  Reajcn. 

HOW  wond'rous  great !  how  glorous  bright 
Melt  our  Creator  be! 
Who  dwells  amida  the  dazzling  licht 
Of  vaft  infinity  ! 

s  Curfoaring  fpirits  upward  rife 

Tow?rd  the  CekftiaJ  throne  : 
Fain  would  we  fee  ths  bk/Ted  Thref^ 

And  the  Almighty  One  . 

3  Cur  reafon  fti  etches  all  its  wings, 
And  climbs  abover the  jk lea  ; 

But  ftiil  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 
Our  grov'ling  reafon  Ties  ! 

[4  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  fouls. 

And  awfully  adore  : 
Tor  the  we=»k  pin'or.sof  our  minds 

Can  ftretch  a  thought  no  more. 

j  Thy  glories  infinitely  rife 

Above  our  lab'ring  tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  higheft  feraph  tries 

To  form  an  equal  fong. 

[6  In  humble  notes  ourfmb  adores 

The  great  my fter'ous  King, 
While  angels  ftfain  their  nob'er  powers. 

And  fweep  th*  immortal  firing.) 

LXXXVIII.    Scl<vai\on% 

SALVATION  !  Oh,  the  joyful  found  \ 
'Tis  plcafure  to  our  ears  \ 


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B,«. 


A  fov 'reign  balm  fortvTy  wound, 
A  cordial  tor  cur  feare. 

a  Bufy'd  in  forrow,  and  in  fta, 

/Vtheli's  dailc  door  we  lay  ; 
'But  we  arife,  by  Grace  divine, 

To  ice  a  heav'nly  day* 
3  Salv?t  ion  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpaciou?ear:h  around* 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fcy, 

Con fp ire  to  raife  t"he  found. 

LXXXIX.    Chrift's  Vs&orj  ovsr  Satan* 

HOS\NN\  to  our  conquViug  King  ! 
The  prince  of  riarkneis  flics  : 
His  troops  rufli  head  long  down  to  hell, 
Like  light'nrng  from  the  ikies. 

z  There,  bound  in  chaiRS.  the  lions  roar, 

And  fright  the  refcud  fheep  ; 
But  heavy  bars  conline  their  pow'r 

And  malice  to  the  deep, 

3  Hofanna  to  our  conquVing  King  ! 
All  haii  incarnate  icve  ! 

Teir  thousand  fongs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

4  Thy  vicVries,  and  thy  deathlefs  fame     / 
Through  the  wide  world  (hall  ma  ; 

And  evtrlaitiiig  ages  ling 
The  triumphs  thou  haft  won. 

X  C .     Fa: tb  hi  CLr}/Jjbr  p ario n  anifdh R](i:ativn+ 

HOW  lad  our  fta*e,  by  nature, la  ! 
Our  fin,  kpw  deep  it  uains  i 
Ar;i  iatm  bind9  our  captive  minds 

Faft  in  his  fiavfth  chain?, 
a  But  thers's  a  voice  dffovVelgii  g-, 
S -vinds  from  the  C:.c\xd  wo. 


J*,  n.         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  %*$ 

Ho  !  ye  defp wring /inner s,  coms% 
And  trufi  tipcn  the  Lord 

3  My  f  ju!  obeys  to'  Almighty  calte* 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  wcuid  believe  thy  promife,  Lord ; 
Oh  help  my  unbelief. 

[4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood. 

Incarnate  God  I  fly  ;  m 

Here  let  me  waih  my  fpotted  foul 
From  crimes  of  deepeft  die. 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm  vitto'rous  King  % 
My  reigning  fcis  fubdue ; 

Dnve  the  old  dragon  from  his  feat. 
With  all  his  hellifh  crew. 

6  A  guilty  weak,  and  helplefs  worm 
Oi  thy  kind  arms  1  rati ; 

ht  thou 'my  ftrength,  and  righteoufc 
My  Jefua  and  m/  All ! 

XCI.    Yieglory  cfCbrifl  in  Hs 

OvU  the  delights,  the  heav'nlyjoy?^ 
The  glories  of  the  place. 
Where  Jefus  flaeris  the  -nighted  bz? 
Of  his  o'er/1  owing  grace  ! 

£  Sweet  majeity,  »ad  awful  love 

Sit  timing  on   his  brow  ; 
And  all  Uir  gtor*otis  ranks  above 

At  humble  diftance  bow. 
fj  PriooetVto  bis  imper'a!  name 

Iknd  their  bright Yccptrc*  £0 an 
"Dominions,  thrones,  and  powV 

Ts  fee  him  wear  the  cro  \ 

4  Archangels  found  his  lofty  praifc 

Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  ftrect ; 
And  lay  their  h 

Submiffivc,  &  I 


wo6  HYMNS  AND  B.U, 

5  Thpte&ft,  thote  (defied  feet  cfhis, 
Which  once  rude  iron  tore, 

High  on  1  throne  of  light  they  /land 

•  And  all  the  faints    ad  or.-. 

6  His  head,  that  dear  majefcic head, 
Which  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 

See  what  immortal  glories  ihine, 

And  circle  it  around . 
?  This  is  the  Man,  th'  t  Killed  Man, 

Whom  we  unfeen  adore  ! 
pur  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
J"   Our  hearts  fhali  love  him  more. 

8  Lord  l:,iiow  our  fouls  are  all  on  fire 
To  i  e  e  t h  y  b i  e  ft  ab od  e  ■: 

Qur  tongues  rejoice,  in  tunes  of  praiie  I 
To  our  incarnate  God  J 

9  find  while  our  faith  snjoyf  tne  %nt, 
We  long  to  leave  oiircIaT  ? 

Andwiih  thy  ftery  char  ots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  fouls  away. 

XC1I.     The  Church  fare:!,  and  her  enemies  d'rj* 
appointed  ;  or,  deliverance  from  Treaftn 

SHOUT  to  the  Lord,  aadiet  yoarjoysj, 
Tfcr&l?h  ad  the  nations  run  : 
Ye  Wcrtern  fkics,  re  found  the  nolle 
Beyond  the  riling  fun. 

4  Thee,  Mv;hty  Goi,  our  fouls  a, !m: re, 

Thee,  cur  g'ad  voices  fin;:  : 
And  join  i*ith  the  ec?f  ftraft  choir, 

To  praife  th'  eternal  king. 

*  Thy  powY  the  whole  creation  rules, 
And  on  the  Mar  :y  ikits, 

Sits  lm'iin;r  at  the  }>eak  deiigns 
Tnine  env'ous  foes  devii'e. 

a  Thy  feci  n  q>  rides  their  fe rb'e  ^££j 
And,  with  a$;jwfulfro*j£ 


JUL  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

/lings  vaft  confufion  on  their  plots, 
,\nd  makes  their  Babel  down. 

Is  Their  fecret  fires  in  caverns  lay, 
And  we  *  he  facnfice  ; 

.loomy  caverns  ftrove,  in  vain. 
To  'fcape  Ail-fearching  eyes. 

heir  dark  dtfignswere  ail  reveal'd  : 
Thehr  treafons  ail  betray'd  : 
Pralfe  to  the  Lord,  who  broke  the  fnar^ 
Their  curfed  hands  had  laid.} 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  fons  of  hell 
Still  new  rebellions  try  ; 

Their  fouls  (hall  pine  with  env'ous  rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die. 

8  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land 
Prom  their  malicious  pow'r  ; 

Let  Zion  with  united  fongs, 
Almighty  grace  adofe. 

XC  III.     God  All,  and  in  All,  Pfalm  Ixxiii.  a;. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  Thee,  to  Tiiee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  ave,  if  thou  remeve  \ 
For  thou  art  All  in  Ut, 

{%  Thy  mining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  w here  1  dweil$. 
7  Jis  paradife  when  thou  art  here  ; 
ff  thou  depart  'tis  hell.] 

3  The  failings  of  thy  face, 

How  am'able  thty  are  ! 
*T:s  heav'n,  to  reft  in  thine  embrace, 

And  no  where  elfe,but  there. 
4  To  Thee  and  Thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  blifa  : 
They  Gt  around  thy  grac  ous  throne, 

'And dwell  where  Jefus  is. 


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5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  aheav'niy  piaccr 

If  God  his  lilidtrMce  remove, 
Or  but  conceT  his  ficc. 

6  Nor  earth  nor  ail  the  iicy* 
Can  one  delight  afford* 

No,  not  a  drop  or  real  joy. 

Without  thy  preieuce,  Lord* 

j  Thou  art  the  Sea  of  L<v/e, 
Where  all  my  pleafure^  roll ; 
The  circle  where  my  paiEon*  move 
AuA  centre  of  my  fLu1*' 

8  To  Thee  my  fpirits  fly 
With  re&left  warm  dlfue  ; 
£nd  yu  how  far  from  Thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jefhs,  raiie  me  h»^h"r. 

XC IV.     Cod  n:y  only  bappmefs*    Pfa!.  Ixxiii.  %S> 

MY  God,  my  portion,  atd  my  love, 
MyeNeriaftin-  Aa! 
I've  nont  but  Thee  in  :  cav'n  above, 
Or  ou  this  earthly  ball. 

%  What  empty  things  are  all  the  ikies, 

ncl  this  in  tor 'c;  c>od  ! 
1  here's  nothing  Ltre  defervee  my  joys  ; 
i  here's  noti  ing  like  my  God.' 

3  In  vain  the  bright  the  burning  fun 
Scatteis  hi  a  itebeii^hi  ; 

'T;s  ;hy  fweet  beams  create  my  noon; 
Jf  ihcu  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whiit  upoumy  reft'iefbbed 
Among  thefhades  I  roll  ; 

If  my  udeemer  fhtws  his  head, 
'lis morning  with  rryioul. 

$  To  Thee  I  owe  my  wealth  and  friends* 
Aiid  health,  and  Lfe  abode  ; 


9  Tt  SPIRITUAL  SOW?*  tfy 

Thinkc  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things* 
hut  thty  are  not  aiy  God . 

SHowvah  a  toy  :s  g!l  f  pin*  w.ahhj 

if  once  co/nparMto  Thee  ! 
Or  what's  my  iaferjr  or  m/  health, 

Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 
7  Wei*  T  pofR  (h  >r  of  the  earth , 
ltd  calrd  the  ftars  my  own  : 
Without  thy  graces,  arret  thyfelf, 

I  were  a  wretch  undone. 
$  Let  other?  fyr<tch  thrjr  arms,  iihe  feab* 
\v\  grafp  in  a  I  the  fliore  ; 
:  Orant  me  the  ▼ifits  of  thy  face, 
Anc-  I  defire  no  more. 

2t€V.   lc:  ':-:'♦;  r  :.•:.:.  ^"ri  ;-;;,  t, 

IN"- NTT  put!    smtr'rzwoel 
Behol  L  wd  ! 

hia  death* 
\nd  ttfethc  Roman  iVord. 

a  Oh  !  the  fn arp  pan  zr?  of  fm  ar *  ing  p a  i  (i 

.  My  dear  Rerfeen 

When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

His  facred  body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  wbip'n  and  ragged  thorny 
la  *mm  do  1  accufe  ; 

la  vain  i  blame  the  Roman  handi,' 
And  the  more  fptteful  Je  ^s  ! 

4  »T were  you,  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins, 
.  His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 

Sachof  ray  crimes  became  a  nail  ; 
And  unbelief— the  fpear. 

j  Twcre  yon  that  puliM  th«  ffcBgeiaic  doTn? 
Upon  his  guilt  left  heads 


a?o  KYMNS  AND  B.  tb 

Break,  break  my  heart— oh,,  burft  mine'eyes, 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed ! 

6  Strfke  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 

'Till  mdting  waters  flow ; 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 

In  undifTcmbled  woe  ! 

X  C  V  I.    Angels  p  m  [/hed,  and  Man  fared. 

DOWN,  headlong,  from  their  native  fkie^ 
The  rebel-  angeis  fell; 
And  thunder-bolts  of  flaming  wrath 
Purfu'd  thtm  deep  to  hell. 

%  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  biifs 

Rebellious  man  was  hurld  ; 
And  "Jems  ftoopVi  beneath  the  grave* 

To  reach  a  finking  world. 

.3  Oh*  love  of  infinite  degrees ! 

TJrimeafureabic  grace  ! 
Muft  heavVs  eternal  darling  die, 

To  fave  a  trait'rous  race  f 
5  Muft  angels  (ink  forever  down, 

And  burn  in  quenchleia  fire  ; 
While  God  forfakes  his  Alining  throne » 

To  raife  us  wretches  high'r  I 

"5  Oh,  for  this  love  let  earth  and  Ikiea, 

With  halleluiah's  ring. 
And  the  full  choir  of   human  tongues 
All  hailelujah's  ling  ! 

1 —  XC  VI I  —  The  fame - 

FROMheav'n  the  finning  angeis  fell, 
And  wrath  and  darknefs  chain'd  'em  dows 
But  man,  wife  man,  forfook  his  blifs, 
And  mercy  tiftsv  him  to  a  crown  1 

-x  K  mazing  work  of  lor'reign  gracef 
Which  could  diftlnraufh  rebel?  ks% 


M 


8.  n.  SPIRITUAL1  SONGS.  i?# 

Ourguilty  treafons  call \I  aloud 
For  everlafting  fetters,  too. 

3  To  Thee,  to  Thee,  almighty  Love, 
Our  fouls,  ourfclves,  our  all  we  pay  : 
Millions  of  tongues  mall  found  thy  praife 
Gn  the  bright  hills  of  heav'nly  day. 

XCVIir.     Eard',vrt  sf  he:<rt  Complained  r-: 

V  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ! 
How  heavy  here  it  lies  ! 
Heavy  and  cold  withm  my  bread, 
Juft  like  a  rock  of  ice  ! 

i  Sin,  like  a  ragiftg  tyrant,  fits 

Upon  this  flinty  throne  •: 
And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deer>, 
Beneaththis  heart  of  (tone. 

3  How  feldom  do  I  rife  to  God, 
Ortafte  the  joys  above ! 

This  mountain  preff<:  3  down  my  faiih? 
And  chilis  my  Earning  love. 

4  When  mailing  mercy  courts  my  foal 
With  all  its  heav'nly  charms. 

This  Itubborn,  this  re'entlefs  thkg, 
Would  thruft  it  from  my  arms. 

5  Agaloft  the  thunders  cf  thy  word, 
Rebeli'ous  I  have  ftocd  5 

My  heart,  it  /Lakes  not  at  the  wrath 
And  terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  fteep  thi&rock  of  mine 9 
In  thine  own  crimfon  -fca  ! 

None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  Hint  away. 

XCIX,     The  Book  of  God's  decrees. 

LET  the  wha?e  race  of  creatures  lie 
A£a$'d  before  their  God  $ 


in  ,    HYMNS  AND  B.IT 

Wnate*er  his  fov?rei;  n  voice  has  form'd 
K:  governs  irith  a'aod. 

[^  Tjn  thou.'ii !  v.jc  e'er  the  ikies 

Were  in :o  m,).m  brought. 
AU  the  Ion*  years  ana  world?  to  come 

Stoodp.de at  to  his  tho«: 

3  There's  not  a  fparrow,  or  a  worm, 
.    Hnt's  foundin  his  decreet  ; 
lie  raifes  rnonaccha  to  their  thrones, 
And  finks  them  as  he  pleafe.j 

4  -flight  attend  the courfe  I  run, 
'Tis  He  provides  thofe  rays; 

And  'tis  His  hand. which  hidea  my  fur.» 
Ifdarknefs  cloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  I  would  not.be'much  concern'^ 
Nor  v?.iniy  long  to  fee 

In  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  baokof  life, 
O,  may.f  read  my  name 

Among,  the  chofen  of  his  love  % 
The  folders  of  the  Lamb  ! 

C.     The  Prer?7K?cf  Cbrift  Is  the  Life  sftnj  Soul. 

HOW  full  of  anjruifh  is  the  thought  1 
How  it  diftradls  and  tears  my  heart> 
If  God  at  lait,  my  fovVgjgn  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  r:.y  foul  depart  \ 

%  Lord,  when  T  qtilt  this  earthly  fta?ef 
Where  Ihv.i  IflV,  but  to  thy  breaft? 
For  [  har-  fought  no  other  home— 
For  {  hive  learn M  no  ether  reft. 

i  I  cannot  live  consented  here, 
Without  fome  glimpfes  of  thy  face  ; 
And  htav'n,  without  thy   pretence  there* 
Would  be  a  dark  and  tiretome  place. 


, 


J3-II.  spiritual  songs,      tji 

4  When  earth.y  cares  en  rofs   he  cav, 
.  ndnoisi  m>  thoughts  afide  from  I  Lee  ; 
T&e  Alining  hours  df  chearlul  ligbt, 

4  re  ioa^  and  tedious  years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  ev'uing  v  Hit's  p*id 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  foul, 
How  d  illthe  niglri  !  how  lad  the  made  S 
Ho*  mournfully  the  minute's  rod  1 

6  This  fieih  of  mine  might  learn  as  focn 
To  live— yet  part  with  a;i  my  blood  ;  • 
To  breathe  xvheh  vital  air  is  gone, 

Or  thrive  and  grow,  without  my  food. 

7  Chrift  is  my  light,  my  life,  my  care, 
My  bieffed  hope,  my  heav'nly  prize  ; 
Dearer  than  all  my  pa  (lions  are, 

My  limb?, my  bowels,  or  my  eyes, 

8  The  firings  which  twine  about  my  hearty 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  oif'j  : « 
But  they  can  ntver,  never  part 

With  their  dear  h<^id  of  Chrift,  mj,'  love. 

9  My  God  !'  and  can  a  humble  child, 
Who  loves  thee  with'a  flame  fo  hi^hj 
Be  ever  from  thy  face  exil'd, 
Withoutthe  pity  of  thine  eye  ? 

io  Impofllble!  for  thine  own  hands 
Have  ty'd  my  heirt  fo  raft  to  thee; 
And  m  thy  book  the  profile  ftatf  ds, 
That  where  thou  art,  tUy  friends  mult  be* 

d.  The  WorWs  Three  chief  Temptations* 

WHEN,  in  the  light  of  faith  divine, 
We  lock  on  things  belov/j 
Honor  and  gold,  and  fens'ai  jey, 
:  How  vain  and  dang'rous  too. 

S  Honor's  apufFof  fioify  breath; 
t  Yet  men  expoie  their  blood, 


y7*  HYMNS  ANJD  $•  IF. 

And  venture  everlafting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  Whflft  others  ftarve  the  nobler  mind* 
And  feed  on  mining  duft  j 

They  rob  the  ferpent  of  his  food, 
T>  indulge  a  fordid  luft.] 

4  The  plcafures  which  allure  our  fenfe* 
Are  dangerous  fnares  to  foute  ; 

There's  but  a  drop  of  flatt'ring  fweet, 
Anddafh'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  mine  all-ftf&cient  good, 
-My  portion  and  my  choice  : 

In  him  my  vaft  defires  are  fiil'd, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  aocofts  my  ear* 

•And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  blifs  fo  dear, 
Nor  p  irt  wi'th  heav'n,  for  you. 

Ctf .     A  happy  Rt/urrefthft* 

NO, Til  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But*  with  a  chearfutgafprelign    , 
To  the  co-d  dungeon  of  the  grave 
Thefe  dying  withering  limbs  of  mine. 

■a  Let  worms  devour  my  waftrag  deft!* 
And  crumble  all  my  bonnes  to  duft, 
My  God  (hall  raife  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  juft. 

3  Break,  facred  morning,  thiough  the  ikies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  facred  day  ; 

Cut  fhort  the  hours  dear  Lord,  and  come  ; 
Thy  ling'ring  wheels,  how  long  they  flay  I 

4  Our  weary  fpiritsfainttofee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face  ; 
And  hear  thelanguage  of  thole  lips 
Where  God  has  ihed  his  richeft  grace, 


m 


B.IT.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

[5  Hafte,  thtn,  upon  the  win  »s  of  love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  11  r-epinj»  day  : 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joys, 
And  Ting  the  triumph  of  the  day.} 


CTII.     Chrift' :  Cgmmffion,  John  Ui.  i5,  :% 

COME  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God, 
With  new  melod'oub  longs  ; 
Come*  render  to  a' mighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

$  S^ftrange,  fo  boUndlefs  was  the  love 

Which  pity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  f  nt  hisequai  Son 

To  give  them  life  again.- 

3  Thy  hands  dear  Jefus,  were  not  arm'd, 
With  a  revenging  rod  :   . 

No  hard  commiflion  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy— ail  was  mile— 
*  And  wrath  forfook  the  throne  ; 
Waen  Chrift  oi  the  kind  errand  came, 

And  brought  falvation  down. 

5  Here,  Tinners  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 
And  wipe  your  forrows  dry  : 

Trufl  in  the  mk>h'y  Saviour's  name-, 
And  you  mail  never  die. 

6  See*  deareft  Lord,  our  willing  fouls, 
Accept  thine  olTcr'd  grace  : 

We  blefs  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praiie. 

C)V.     The  jane. 

RA^SE  your  triumphant  fonga 
To  an  immortal  tune, 
Let  the  wide  earth  rtfound  the  deeds, 
Cclcftial  grace  hasdore. 


*;6  HYMNS  AND  .    B.IL 

%  Sing  bow  eternal  love 

Its  chief  beloved  chofe ; 
And  bid  him  raife  our  wretctoed  race 

From  their  abyfs  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  *T  was  mercy  filFd  the  throne 
And  wrath  flood  -fixnt  by, 

When  Chrift  was  fent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebel^doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now  finners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopelefs  forrow  ceafe  ; 

Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  hfe  love, 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call  ; 

We  lay  an  humbie  clam 
To  the  falvation  thou  haft  bought 
And  love  and  praife  thy  name. 

CV.  Repentance  flowing  from  fhe  patkneeof  God* 

AND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ? 
And  dare  we  yet  rebel  i 
*Tis  boundtefe,  'tis  amazing  love, 
That  bear3  us  up  from  heii  i 

a  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  fink  us  down  to  flames. 
And  threat 'ning  vengeance  roils  above 

To  crulh  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodnefs  cries—forbear  : 
Ana  ftrait  the  thunder  ftays  : 

And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrathf 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 

4  Lord  We  have  long  abus'd  thy  love? 

Tao  long  ijadulg'd  our  (in, 


-Our  aching  hearts  tTen  bleed  to  fee 

What  rebels  we  have  been. 
5  No  more,  ye  lufts,  (hall  ye  command, 

No  more  will  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conqVing  hand. 

And  drive  thy  foes  away. 

C VI.     Repentance  at  the  Crq £ 

OH,  if  my*  foul  were  form'd  for  woe, 
How  would  1  vtnt  my.  n<rhs  L . 
Repentance  mould,  like  rivers,  flow 

From  both  my  ftreamingeyes^ 
3  *Twas  for  my  fins,  my  deafeff  Lo: 

Hung  on  the  curfed  tree, 

And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 

For  thee,  my  foul,  for  thee. 

3  Oh  !  how  I  hate  thofe  lufts  of  mine/ 
Which  crua'fy'd  my  Go  1  ! 

Thofe  fins  which  piere'd  and  naii'd  his-fkfh 
Faft  to  the  fatal  wrood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  mall  die, 

My  heart  has  fe  decreed  : 
Nor  will  I  fparc  the  guilty  tilings 
Which  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  Whilft,  with  a  melting  brokenheart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view* 

Vi\  raife  revenge  again 5:  my  fins, 

And  Hay  the  murd'rers  too. 

C  VII.     The  everlajllng  abfir.ee  of  God  intokrabk* 

THAT  awful  day  will  furely  oome, 
The  appointed  tear  makes  haitc, 
When  I  muft  ftand  before  my  Judge, 
And .pats  the  foleran  tefc. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  cf  all  my  joy?, 
Taou  SoVreign  of  w  f  heart 


178  HYMNS  A  NO  B.  U 

ttow  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
J   Pronounce  the  found— -depart  f 

[%  The  thunder  of  that  difmal  word 

Would  fo  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  foul  afunder,  Lord, 

With  moft  tormenting  fear.] 

[4  What,  to  he  bani  1i  d  tram  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  di-  1 
To  linger  in  eternal  oain, 

Yet  death  forever  fly  V 

5  Oh!  wretched  ftate  of  deep  defpam, 
To  fee  my  God  remove, 

And  fix  my  doleful  ftation  where 
J  muft  not  tafte  his  love  ! 

6  Jefusia  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  brcaft  : 
Without  a  gracious  fmile  from  Thee* 
X  My  ipirit  cannot  reft. 

j  Oh  !  tell  me  that  my  worth'efs  name 
-    Jsgrav  n  on  thy  hands  ; 
Sh^w  me  fom*  promif^  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  falvition  flands 

8  G;ve  me  one  kind,  aiTiring  word 
j    To  fink  my  fears  again  ; 
And  cheerfully  my  foul  fhall  wait 
\Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 

CYIU  Acce's  to  the  throne  of  grace. hy  aMediMcr* 
Z^iOME,  letu3  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
\J     Up  to  the  courts  above* 
Xnd  fmile  to  fe^  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

%  Once  'twas  a  feat  of  dreadful  wrath> 

And  (hot  devouring  flame  ; 
Our  God  appeared  con  fuming  firej 
jAad  Vengeance  was  his  name; 


i 


B.  H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  rT9 

^  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jefos'  blood, 
Which  calm'd  hi*  frowning  face  ; 

Which  fprinkled  o'er  the  burning  tlffoce, 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace  %- 

4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet. 
And  venture  near  the  Lord  ! 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  feeti 
No  double  flaming  i'word. 

5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'nly  blifs 
Are  optn'd  by  the  Son  ; 

High  let  us  raife  our  notes  of  praife, 
And  reach  th'  almignty  throne. 

6  To  Thee  ten  thoufanci  thanks  wc  bring, 
Greatadvocate  on  high  ; 

And  glory  to  th'  eternal  kir.g, 
Who  lays  his  fury  by. 


CIX.  The  Bsrkntfs  oj  Pro\id*nx. 

LORD,  we  adore  thy  vaft  defigns, 
Th'  obfeure  abyfs  ef Providence! 
Too  deep  to  found  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  ter^c. 

a  Now  thou  array'ft  thine  awfulface 
In  angry  frowns,  without  afmile  : 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  companion,  ftiil. 

3  Through  feas  and  ftorms  of  deep  diftrefe, 
We  fail  by  faith,  and  not  by  figfijl  ; 

Faith  guides  us  in  the  wildernel>, 
Through  ail  the  terrors  of  the  ni^ht. 

4  Dear;  Fa  her.  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Refialve  to  fcourge  us  here  below  ; 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God, 
Thine  arm  (hall  bear  usiafcly  through. 


s8o  HYMNS   AND  B.  tt 

CX  ■      ^Triumph  over  .death,   in  lope  of  hb§ 

lhhrrsfticn. 

AND  mud  tiiis  bocij  die, 
Thi»in>itai  framed*  cay  ? 
jLna  muft  thcfe  active  i  mbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouid'nn^  in  the  oay  ? 

%  Corruption,  earth  an<|  worms 
Snail  but  rcfr:  e  this  fl-;fh  ; 
*Till  m  y  triumphant  fpiri   comes, 
To  put  it  oaafrdh 

3  God,"my  Re'!temer,  Hv€9-* 
And  often,  from  the  flexes 

Looks  down,  and  watched $11  my  duft3 
■       'Till  he -ftnUbiiit  rife. 

4  /rray'd  in  glor'ous  grace 

S  »ail  theft  vile  bodies  fhine  5 
Andev'ry  llupe,  and  ev'ry  'ace  i 
-      Lx)k  heavniyand  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jefus*  dying  iove  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below 
And  fing  his  pow'r  above, 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praife 
Of  thefe  our  humble  fang'—* 
*Tiii  tunes  of  nober  iouad we  raife 
With  our  immortal  tongues.  • 

C  X  I.    7 hank  'giving  fur  viSory, 

ZION  njoice,  and  Judah  ting, 
The  Lord  aflumcs  his  throne  ; 
Columbia,  own  the  heav'nlyKing 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

3  The  great,  the  wicked,.and  the  proud* 

From  their  high  feats  are  huri'd* 
Jthovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 
i)  And  thunders  through  the  worlds 


B.  It.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS*         18X 

3  He  rrigns  upon  th'  erernai  hius, 
Diitributes  mortal  crowns ; 

Empires  are  fbe'd  beneath  his  fni'es, 
An  i  toiter  at  his  frowns. 

4  Navies,  which  ru.ethe  ocean  wide, 

.re  vanquifh'd  by  his  breath, 
And  legions,  arm  d  with  pow'r  and  pride* 
Defcend  to  wat'ry  death. 

5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 

To  vex  our  hapgy  land  ; 
Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence, 

Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 

[6  Stiilmaythe  King  of  grace  defcend 
..  To  rule  us  by  his  word  ; 
AndUllthe  honors  we  can  give, 
Be  offer'd  to  the  Lord.] 

CXII .    Angzh  mtn\fttring  to  Ckrift  and  Stint/ e 

GREAT  God  !  to  what  a  glorious  height 
Haft  thou  advane'd  the  Lord,  thy  Son  I 
Angels  in  aii  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  fervants  of  his  throne. 

ft  Before  Jbis  feet  thine  armies  wait^ 
And  f  w  f  c  as  flim;-s  of  fire  they  move? 
To  manage  his.  affairs  of  ftate, 
In  works  of  vengeance,  and  of  love, 

3  His  orders  run  through  ail  the  noils  \ 
Legions  defeend  at  his  command, 

To  Ihield  and  guard  thefe  Weftern  coaftfj 
Wncn  foreign  ragr  invades  our  land. 

4  Now  they  are  fent  to  guide  our  feet 
XJp  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode  ; 
Through  all  the  dangers  w  hich  we  jncet? 
latraYeUk>g  the  heaVnly  road. 


i«*  HYMNS  AND  BIX, 

$  Lord  when  Heave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  (halt  bid  me  rife  and  come— 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 
Safe  to  conduct  my  ipirit  home, 

CXIII.     The  fame, 

THE  maj^fty  of  Solomon, 
How" glorious  to  behold— 
The  fervants  waiting  found  his  throne , 
The  iv'ry  and  the  gold  ! 

a  But,  mighty  God,  thy  palace  fhines 

With  far  fuperior  beama  ! 
Thine  augel~guards  are  fwift*  as  winds  5 

Xhy  minifters  are  flames  1 

3  Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 
His  entrance  on  the  earth, 

il  mining  army  downward  fled, 
Tcr*elebrate  his  birth. 

4  And  when  opprefs'd  with  pains  and  fears-, 
On  the  cold  ground  he  lies — 

Behold— a  heavily:  form  appear«i 
T'  allay  his  agenies 

5  Now  to  the  hands  of  Clitift  our  King, 
Are  all  their  leg  ions  giv'n  ; 

They  wait  upon  his  faints,  and  brjpg 
His  chofen  heirs  to  heav'n. 

6  Pleafure  ?.ndpraife,run  through  their  hoft> 
To  fee  a  (inner  turn  ; 

Then  fat  an  has  a  captive  loft. 
And  CbrifWa  fubjecT:  bom. 

7  But  there's  and  hour  of  brighter  joy* 
When  he  his  angels  fends 

Obftin,ate  rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  friends, 

3  Oh !  Could  I  fay  without  adoubr? 
Tntr:  fhafi  my  fiml  be  found— 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  183 

Then  let  the  great  arch-angel  fhout  - 
And  the  laft  trumpet  found  ! 

CXIV.  Chrijl's  Deaths  Victory,  and  Domimom 

TSING  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death— 
he  conquer'u  when  he  fell  ? 
7Tu  fim/b'd — laid  his  dying  breath— 
And  ihook  the  gate6  of  hell. 

a  'T'uf.'iijl'd — our  Immanuel  cries—. 

The  dreadful  work  is  done — 
Henqc  ihall  hisfov'reign  throne  arife ; 

Kis  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  H13  crofs  a  fare  foundation  laid, 
Tor  glory  and  renown  ; 

When,  through  the  regions  of  the  dead  % 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  hu  Father's  fide, 
Sits  our  viclor'ous  Lord  ; 

To  heav'n  and  hell,  his  hands  divide 
To  vengeance  or  rewaid. 

5  The  faints,  from  his  propitious  eye, 
Await  their  fev'ral  crowns  ; 

And  all  the  ions  of  darknefs  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 

CXV.     God  the  Avenger  of  bis  Sain?/* 

HIGH  as  the  beav'ns  above  the  ground, 
Reigns  the  Creator,  GOD: 
Wide  as  the  whoJe  creation's  bound, 
Extends  his  awful  nod. 

2,  Let  princes  of  c  xa<ted  ftatr, 

To  Him  afenbe  their  crown  ; 
Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 

And  caft  their  glories  down. 

3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  fupreme  . 
Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain  1 
Rr 


x84  HYMNS     AND  K  If, 

He  calls  you  Gods*  that  awful  name, 

But  ye  mud  die,  like  meric 
4  Then  let  the  fov'reigns  of  £he  globe 

Nor  dare  to  .vex  the  ju-ft-,: 
He  puts  on  vengeance,  like  a  robe, 

And  treads  the  worms  to  duft. 

$  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  bz  wife, 

And  thi»k  of  heav'n  with  fear  ; 
The  meaneft  faint  whom  you  defpife? 

Has  an  Avenger  there... 

CXVI.    Mercies  end  Thanh. 

HOW  caa  I  fink  with  fuch  a  prop* 
Asmv  Eternal  God  ; 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  fp reads  the  hea*{'ns  abroad  ? 

jjvHowcan  1  die.  while  Jefus  lives, 

Who  rofe  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  foul  receives 

From  mine  exalted  Htad. 

3-  All  that  I  am,  and  a!l  I  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine  ; 
What  e'er  my  duty  bids  me  give* 

My  cheat  tul  -hands  refign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  fome  refer  ve... 

And  duty  did  not  calu 
Ilove  my  God  with  zeal  fo  great,: 

That  1  (hould  give  him  all.  . 

C  a VII.     lAi'ing  rind  Dying-  zvith  Ged  prefehX?  . 

IC  \NNOT  bear  thine  abfence,  Lord— 
My  life  expires,  if  thou  depart  ; 
Be  thcu  my  heart,  ftil!  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  (till  near  my  heart* 
i  I  was  net  born  for  earth  or  fin, 
Korean  I  Xwz  ©n  things  fo  vile-  £ 


'  B  n.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  *&5 

^ret  I  will  ftay  my  Father's  time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  heav'n,  a  while* 

3  Then,  deareft  Ldrd,  in  thine  embrace 
Le~  me-refign  my  fleeting  breath  ; 
And.  with  a  fmiic  upon  my  face, 
Pafs  the  important  hour  of  death. 

CXVIII.    ?bePn>fikoodcfQ\ix&. 

BLOO  D  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  Ikies, 
Rev  er.ge*  the  blood  or  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the   '\a»  ftream- when  Chrift  was  flam, 
Spoke  peace  as  loud,  fiom  cv'ry  vein. 

a  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high  ; 
Behold  !  he  lays  his  vengeance  by  1 
/*nd  rebels,  whodeierv'd  his  iword, 
Become  the  fav'ritvS  of  thr  Laid. 
3  To  Tefus  let  our  prarfes  rhe,, 
Who  pave    hi.-  life  a  facrifkx  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  his  Odd. 
And  foi  our  pardon,  pleads  hit  blood. 

CXIX.      The  Holy  S-cnptures. 

LADr>N  with  gui  t,  and  ull  of  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
And  no   a  glimpJe  of  nope  appears, 
But  in  thy  ~ri':ten  word. 

a  Te  volume    cf  my  Fathers  grace 

Bocsa!.  my  griei  ailuage  ; 
Here  I  behold    my  Saviour's  face 

Almoft  in  cv'iypage. 

.5    This  is  the  field,  where  hidden,  lice 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  Divinely  Wtf-, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

-4  Here  coniecrated  water  Rows, 
To  .quench  my  thiift  of  fin  ; 


386  HYMNS  AND  B.  I!. 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows  ; 
Jtfc  dinger  dwells  therein. 

£  This  is  the  Judge,  who  ends  the  ftrifc 

Where  wit  and  rtafonfail  ! 
My  guide  to  eyerlaiting  life, 

Through  all  this  gloomy  vaje. 

$  Oh,  may  thy  oruufels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
£7or  1  forfake  the  happy  road 

Which  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

CXX.     T%t  Law  dad  Go/pel  joined  in  S:rif  i±r:i 

THE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
And  keeps  the  world  in  awe  ; 
JLmidft  the  fmoke  on  Sinai's  hill, 
Breaks  out  his  fi  ery  law. 

a  The  Lord  teveal'dhis  face  ; 

And,  fmiling  from  above, 
Sends  down  the  gofpel  of  his  grace* 

Th'  epiftles  of  his  love. 

j  Thcfe  facred  words  impart 

Our  Maker's  juft  commands  ; 
The  pity  of  hi*  merting  heart, 

And  vengeance  of  his  hands* 

i    4  Hence  we  awake  our  fear. 

We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ; 
TJle  arms  of  grace  are  treafur'd  here  \ 

Our  armefur  of  defence. 

5~  W^e  team  Chrtft  crucify'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood  ; 
All  arts  and  knowledges  beCde* 
Will  do  us  little  goed. 
6  We  read  the  heav'nly  wor<!  \ 
Wre  tafle  the  offer'd  grace. 
Obey  theftatmesof  the  Lord3 
Aadtrufthis  promifes. 


B.  II.  SPiRlTUM,    SONGS.  a*7 

7  In  vain,  fhall  fatari 
Agairift  a  book  divme, 
Where  wrath  and  light  ning  ±u  .rd  the  page  : 
Where  beams  of  mercy  ia~\iei 

CXXL      The  Law  and  G  ,  ;:r/bsd. 

HHHE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 

v       What  dut-'cs  to  cur  God  we  owe  5 
But  'tis  the  gofpel  mufl:  reyeai 
Wnere lies  our  ltreuj^fh  to  ddfris  whL 

1  The  lawdifcovers  guilt  a-nd  ion, 

And  mews  how  viie  our  hearts  hive  been  2 

Only  the  goipcl  can  exprefc 

Forgiving  love,  and  cieaniing  gi  . 

3  What  cures  doth  the  law  denouv. 
Againfc  tae  man  who  fails  but  once  : 
But,  in  the  gofpel,  Chi  ill  appears 
Pdrd'niog  the  guilt  of  num'ious  years. 

4  My  foul  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
T:iy  life  and  comforts  from  the  -. 
Ely  to  the  hope  the  gofpel  gives  * 
The  man  who  trulls  the'promne,  fives. 

CXXII.     RHire^i^i  and  Meditation* 

MY  God,  permit  me  not  In  be 
\  ftrangerto  myieir  and  Xhee  ; 
Amidft  a  thouCmd  thoughts  1  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  higheit  love. 

a  Why  mould  my  pafEona  mix  with  earth  ; 
And  thusdebafemy  heavmiy  birth  ! 
Why  mould  1  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go 
3  Call  me  away  from  flcfh  and  fence; 
One  fov'reign  word  can  draw  me  then 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
ilnd  ali  inferior  joys  refiga, 


It*  HYMNS  AND  B.  If 

4  Be  earth,  wkh  all  her  fcences  withdrawn  ; 

Let  noife  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  fecret  (Hence  Of  the  mind, 

My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

\      CXXIII.    The  Benefit  of  Public  Ordinance* , 

AWAY  from  cv'ry  mortal  care, 
Away  from  earth,  our  fouls  retreat  J 
We  leave  this  worthlefs  world  afav, 
&nd  wait  and  worfhip  near  thy  feat 

3,  Lord  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  fee  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 
Jknd  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r. 

3  While  here,  our  various  wants  we  mourn^ 
SCJnited  groans  afcend  on  high  ; 

A  noi  prayer  bears  a  quick  return 
Of  bleflings  in  variety. 

4  If  fdtan  rage,  and  fin  grow  ftrong, 
Here  we  receive  fome  chearing  word  ; 
We  gird  the  gofpel- armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  fpirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  confidence  gall'd  with  inward  flings) 
Jiere*doth  the  righteous  Sun  arife, 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 

6  Father!  Bry  foul  would  ftill  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  fide  : 
jBut  if  my  feet  muft  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

CXXIV-    McfeS)  Aaron,  and  jojhiui, 

TIS  not  the  law  often  command  B, 
On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  fentto  men  by  Mofes*w'haBdfc 
Can  bring  u§  fate  to  hcar'n* 


I 


BtTI.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  x         i?9 

a  'Tisnot  the  blood  which  Aaron  fpilt, 

Nor  fmoke  of  fweetelt  fmell. 
Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 

Or  fave  cur  fou;s  from  he iJ. 

2  Aaron,  the  pricft,  refigns  his  breath, 
At  God's  immediate  will  ; 

And:  in  the  defart,  yields  to  death, 
Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

4  And  thus,  on  Jordan's  yonder  fide, 
Tlie  tribes  of  Ifrael  ftand, 

While  Moles  bow'd  his  head,  anddy'd 
Short  of  the  promis'd  lard. 

5  Ifr'el  rejoice,  now  *  Jofh'a  leads  ; 
He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  reft  ; 

So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  rttler  and  the  prieft. 

CXXV.     Jhutbendtbpettiance,    Uate&fi    cza 

hit 'peniic7.ee. 

LIFE  and  immortal  joys  are  piv'n 
To  io\\\^  who  mourn  the  fins  they've  dene  ; 
Children  of  wrath  made  heirs  of  heav'n, 
By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 

i  Woe  to  the  wretch  who  never  felt 
The  inward  pangs  of  pious  sritf, 
But  adds  to  ak!  ivs  crying  .emit 
The  ft ubborn  fin  of  unbelief. 

3  The  law  condemns  the  reb^l  d< 
Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  ii< 
He  leafs  the  enrfe  on  his  o- 
And  with  a  double  vengance  c 

CEXVI.     Qodgioriju 

THE  Lord  defee: 
el  his  children 


t*Q  HYMNS    AND  B.  II 

While  pow'r  and  truth,  andboundlefs  I^ve 
Difplays  their  glories  here. 

c-  Herein  the  gofptl^  wond'rous  frame, 

Frefrt  wifdom  we  may  view  ; 
A  thouiand  angels  learn  thy  name, 

Beyond  what'er  they  blew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faireft  lines  ; 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 

vVifdom  through  all  the  myit'ry  flilnes*. 
It  ihines  in  Jefus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  Left  obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God ; 

And  thy  revenging  juftice  (hows 
its  honors  in  his  blood. 

5  Bat  ftiU  the  luftre  of  thy  grace 
Our  warmer  thoughts  employs  ; 

Gilds  the  whole  fcene  with  brighter  rays, 
Anymore  cxaiis  our  joys. 

CXXVIK  Circumcificn  and  Baptijm. 

f Written  only  /or  thofe  *U)bp  practice  th:  Baptrm 
of  Infants.) 

THUS  did  the  fons  of  Abra'm  pafs 
Under  the  bloody  feal  of  grace  ; 
The  younq  difcipies  bore  the  yoke, 
'Till  Chxift  the  painful  bondage  broke* 

•2  By  milder  ways  doth  Jefus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant  and  his  love  ; 
Hc.fealsto  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbid3  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  feed  is  fpnnkled  with  hrs  bloody 
Their  children  fet  apirt  for  God  ; 

His  fpirit  on  their  offspring  fhed, 
Like  water  pom  'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  tv'ry  faint  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  j  . 


B.  IT.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  r;i 

Y<- -unjr  children  in  their  e. 

Shad  give  the  Gcd  of  Abra'm  praife. 

CXXVIII.  Corrupt  Xati:re from   Adam, 

BLEST  with  the  joys  cf  innoctnee, 
Adam,  our  tat  her,  (iced  ! 
•Till  he  dehas'd  his  foul  toienfe, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food, 

a  Now  we  are  bom  afen&Vi  race, 

To  fin  till  joys  mcimM  : 
Keafon  has  lofb  its  native  place, 

And  flefh  en  Haves  the  mind. 

5  While  flclH*  or  fenfe,  or  paiTion  rdgn% 

Sin  is  the  iweettft  good , 
We  fancy  mu tic  in  our  chairs, 

And  ibtorget  cur  load. 

4  Great  God  !  renew  cur  ruin'd  frame  ; 
Our  broken  pow'rs  reftore  ! 

Infpire  us  with  a  hcav'niy  flame, 
And  flefh  mall  reign  no  more  ! 

5  Eternal  Spirit  !  write  the  haw 
Upon  our  inward  paits  ; 

And  kt  the  ftc on d  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  our  hearts. 

CXXIX.     We  iffaJk  hy  Tilth,  not  hy  Eight. 

9  HPIS  Fy  the  fa'th  of  joys  to  come 

-1-       We  walk  through  de&rts  dark  as  night, 

'TiM  jve  arrive  at  htav'n  our  .home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  Faith  our  light, 

a  The  want  of  fight  fhe  well  fuppHes— 

nakes  the  pearly  urates  appear  ; 

.nto  d:ftant  worlds  the  pries. 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near, 
3  Chearful  we  trezd  the  cefart  through, 
While  faith  collects  thehcavV.y  ray  i 


Kg  HYMNS  AND  B.  IL 

Though  lions  roar,  and  and  tempefts  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 
a  So  Abra'm,  by  divine  command. 
Left  feis  own  houfe,  to  walk  with  God  * 
His  £aith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fird  his  zeal,  along  the  road. 

CXXX.  the  New  Creation,     ' 

ATTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Sen 
Doth  his  own  glories  fhew  ; 
"  Behold,  I  fit  upon  my  throne, 
"  Creating  all  things  new. 

64  %  Nature  and  fin  are  pafs'd  away, 

"  And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 
*f  \My  hands  anew  foundation  lay— 
**  bee  the  new  world  arifc, 

«  3  I'll  be*  Sunof "Ripfcteoufaefs 

"  To  the  new  heav'ns  1  make  ; 
«  None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 

M  My  glory  (hall  partake." 

4  Mighty  Redeemer  !  fet  me  free 
-  From  my  old  fUlte  of  So ; 

Oh,  make  my  foul  all  re  to  Thee, 
Create  new  pow'rs  within  : 

5  R^ncw  mine  eyes  and  form  mine  earSj 
And  mould  my  heart  afrefh. 

Give  me  new  paffiods  joys  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  Howe  to  fk<h. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead— 
From  fin  and  earth-  and  hell  ; 
In  the  new  world,  which  grace  has  made, 
I  would  forever  dwell. 

C  XXXI.     Excellency  of  the  Chripan  Religion. 
T   ET  everlasting  glories  crown 
•ijLi  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord* 


3u:         sr.'unruAL  songs.        i^j 

Thy  hands  have  brought  falvation  down, 
Anil  writ  the  bitfliagB  in  thy  word, 

it  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 
And  iearch  from  Britain  to  J^pan  ? 
Tht.re  fhaii  be  no  religion  found,. 
So  jiifl  to  God,  fo  fafe  for  man. 

3  In  vain  the  trembling  confcierice  feeks  - 
Some  folid  ground  to  reft  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  fpi  it  breaks, 
'Till  we  apply  to  Chriil  alone. 
*  How  well  thy  bkiTed  truths  agree  ! 
How  wife  and  holy  thy  commands  1 
Thy  promifes,  how  flrong  they  be  ! 
How  firm  our  hope  or  comfort  ftanda  ! 

5  Not  the  feign'd  fields  ofheath'nifh  biifs 
Could  raire  fnch  pleafures  in  the  mind  ; 
Nor  does  tKe  Turkiflvparaclife 
Pretend  to  joy  fo  well   refin'd. 

6  Should  all  the  forms  which  men  devife* 
Aifault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vaaity  acid  lies, 

And  bind  the  gofpei  to  my  heart. 

CXXXII.  Tb°  Office*  sf 'Chrift. 

WE  blefs  the  prophet  of  the  LordT  " 
Who  comes \vith  truth  and  grace 
Jefus,  thy  fpirit»and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

3  We  rev'rence  our  High-Prieft  above, 

Who  offered  up  his  blood, 
Ajid  lives  to  carry  on  his  love* 

By  pleading  with  ou  r  God. 

3  We  honor  our  exalted  King  : 

How  fweet  are  his  commands  1 
He  guards  our  fouls  from  hell  anr 

By  His  Almighty  Hands. 


to  *  HYMNS    AND  B- H- 

4  Hofanna  to  his  glor'ous  name, 

Who  laves  by  different  ways  ; 
liis  meicics  ay  a  fov'reign  claim 

To  our  immortal  praife. 

OXXXTII.  The  Operations  cfthsEolj  SpinU 

ETERNAL  Spirit!  we  confers, 
.•Vnd  ling  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Tr.y  pow'r  conveys  our  blefiinps  down 
From  God  the  Fither,  and  the  Son. 

i  Enlightened  by  thine  heavn'lyray,  t 

Our  i  hade  sand  darknefs  turfi  the  day  : 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  pow'r  and  g'ory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  fin  ; 
Do  our  imperious  lulls  fuhdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conference  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 

Th;  words  a  Jay  the  ftormy  wind, 
And  ca:m  the  furges  of  the  mind. 

C  XXXIV.     Grcumcrfion  Ahfjfied? 

THE  promife  was  divinely  free  ; 
Extenfive  was  the  grace  ; 
«*  I  will  the  God  of  Abra'mbe 
"  And  of  his  numerous  race." 

a  He  feid — and,  with  a  bloody  &<\l, 

Confirm 'd  the  words  he  fpoke  ; 
Loritf  did  the  Ions  of  Abra'm  feel 

The  fharp  and  painful  yoke. 

3  *Ti  1  God's  own  Son,  defcending  low? 

Gv/c  his  own  flefh  to  bleed  ; 
And  Gentiles  tafte  the  bleflings  now. 

From  the  hard  bondage  freed. 


B.  TL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  *# 

4  The  God  of  Abra  m  claims  our  praife  ; 

Hi?  promifesendurc ; 
And  Chrift,  the  Lord  in  rentier  wayf; 

Makes  the  faivation  1 


CXXXV.  Types  and '  Propbttfies  oj 'Chiift. 
T)EHOLD  the  soman's  promis  d  feed! 
JO     Heiiold  the  great  Melkh  come  i 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  iuperior  room  ! 
2  Abra'm.  the  faint,  rejoie'd  of  old, 
When  vHtons  of  tfee  Ixwrd  befaw  ; 
Mofrs,  tiiT  man  of  God, foretold 
Tbfa  grenFu- niler  of  his  Law. 
-  TKe  types  bore  witnefsto  hisrarr.e. 
Obtained  their  chief  ceiign.  and  ceas'd  3 
The  ip.cenft  and  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
The  ark,  the  alter,  and  the  prieft. 
4  Pfedfdiona  in  abundance  meet, 
And  join  their  bleflings  on  hi-s  head  ; 
Jefus,  we  worfivpat  thy  feet  ; 
And  nations  ovv  r.  the  promis'd  feed. 

CXXXVf.    Mirkles  at  the  Birth  t/Oxp. 

THE  King  of  -glory  fends  his  Son 
To  make  hi3  entrance  on  this  earth  ; 
Behold,  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  hcav'nly  hofts  declare  his  birth. 

a  About  the  young  Redecmer's-head 
What  wonder?  and  what  glories  meetl 
An  unknown  ftar  arofe,  and  led 
The  eaftem  fages  to  hi?  feet. 

jj  Simeon  and  Anna  both  conipire 

The  infant  Saviour  to  proclaim.  ; 

?nwardthey  feitthe  (acred  fire, 

And  biefs  d  the  babe,  and  own'd  his  name- 


r*S  HfMtfS  AND.  B'.tr 

4  Though  Jews  and  Greeks  blafpheme  aloud, 
And  trea^thc  holy  child  with  fcorri  ; 
Our  fouls  adore  the  eternal  God, 
Who  condecfended  to  be  born. 

CXffltVil     Mirages  in  the  Life  Death  o*AJUf~ 
urrt  B ion  ofGhrjjl. 

BEHOLD  the  blind  their  fi^ht  receive  ! 
Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  fpeak  wonders  !  and  the. lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  blefs  hta  name  ! 
a- Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  feal  the  miflHn  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  catife, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  crofs. 

3  He  die's  !  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  ftoodi 
He  rifes— and  appears  a  God  : 

Behold  the  Lord  afeending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 

4  Hence,  and  forever,  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  tliofe  hands  my  foul  rellgn, 
Which  bear  credentials  fo divine: 

CXXXVtll.    The  power  of  the  Qo'pel* 

THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations,  from  above  i 
Jehovah  here  refplves  to-me^ 
What  his  Almighty  grace  can  do< 

a  Thil  remedy  did  wifdom  find, 
To  heal  difeafes  of  the  mind  :  -  , 

This  fov'reign  bairn,  whofe  virtues  can 
Reftore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

3  This  gofpel  bids  the  dead  revive  ; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live  : 
Dryftbnciare  rais'd,  and  cloth'd  afreflif 
Afli  heart*  offtpne  aretura'dtcflcih. 


&   17.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ^ 

4  Where  fa  tan  rcign'd  in  fh<ides  of  night, 
'The  cofpei  ftrikcs  a  heav  nly  lighi  ; 

Our  uifts  its  woncfrous  pow'r  controuls> 
Ar.d  calms  the  rage  of  angry  fouls. 

5  Lions  2nd  beaus,  of  fevage  name, 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  Lamb  ; 

While  the  wide  world  efteems  it  ftrange* 
Gaze  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change. 

6  May  but.  this  grace  my  foul  renew  ; 
Let  fmntw  gaze,  and  ha*e  me  toe; 
The  word  which  faves  me,  dots  engage 
Afurc  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

CXXXIX     The  Examph  ojChrifi. 

MY  dear  redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  Kfc  the  law  appears, 
*  Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

a  Such  was  thy  truth,  andfuch  thy  zeal- 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will — 
Such  love,  and  meeknefs,fo  divine, 
1  would  tranferibe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air> 
Witnefa'd  the  ferver  of  thy  pray'r  ; 
The  defart  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vicYry  too, 

.^l  Be  thou  my  pattern— make  me  bear 
JVIore  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  ihall  own  thy  name 
Among  the  foITwcrs.of  the-Lamb. 

CXL.     Examples  cfCbri/tt  and  tht  5ai*U- 
^/~*  IVE  roe  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rife 
\SX     Within  the  veil,  and  iee 
.Yhc  Sauita  *beve — how  great  their  jey— 

How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 


&2S  HYMNS  AND  B-If. 

a,  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wc.u:hcir  couch,  witht*3ars  ; 

They  wreft  ed  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  afk  them,  whence  their  vicVry  came  I 
They,  with  united  breath, 

Aicribe  their  con  queft  to  the  Lamb  ; 
Their  triumph,  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  fiotfteps  which  he  trod, 
(  His  zeal  infpir'd  their  breaft) 

And.  foil*  wing  their  incarnate  &od, 
PoifcTs  the  promis'd  reft. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praife, 
Far  his  own  pattern  giv'n, 

While  the  lon^  cloud  of  witnefTc* 
Shew  the  fame  path  to  heav'n. 

CXLT.     Faith  ajftfled  by  Settzs 

MY  Savior  God,  my  Sovereign  Prince, 
R.iv  ns tar  above  the  fkies  ! 
Butniingshis  graces  down  to  fence, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rile. 

%  My  eyes  an d  ears  (hali  blefs  his  name  $ 

They  read  and  hear  his  word  : 
My  touch  and  tafie  ihail  do  trfe"  fame, 

Wnen  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptifmal  water  is  defign'd 
To  feal  bis  c!ean4Hg  grace  ; 

While,  at  hi  3  fe;dt  of  bread  and  wine, 
lie  gives  his  faints  a  place  : 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  fie »h  fo  clean  ? 
As  isy  his  faint,  and  his  blood, 

He'll  waih  my  fou^from  (in. 
$  Not  droiceft  meats,  ©r  nobleit  wlcee, 

So  much  my  fcegjt  refrslb, 


M!.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  i<# 

As  when  my  faith  goes  through  the  figns, 
And  feeds  upon  his  fiefh. 

6  I  iove  theXord,  who  ftoops  fo  low. 

To  give  his  word  a  feal : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  beftow, 

Exceeds  the  figures  ftill. 

CXLH.     Faith  in  Ckriji  our  facrifict. 

NOT  all  the  blood  of  beafts 
On  Jewifb  altars  (lain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conicience  peace, 
Or  warn  away  the  Itain. 

2  But  Chrift,  the  heav'niy  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  fins  away  ; 

A  facririce  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they, 
3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine. 
Wile,  like  a  penitent,  !  ftand, 

And  there  confefs  my  fin. 

4  My  foul  looks  back  to  fee, 
The  burdens  thou  didft  bear, 
•When  hanging  on  the  curfed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

3  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  fee  the  curfe  remove  ; 
We  blefs  the  Lamb,  with  di earful  roice; 
And  fiDg  his  bleeding  love. 

CXLIII.    Fhjb  and  Spirit. 

WHAT  different  pow'rs  of  grace  and  &s? 
Attend  our  mortal  ft  ate  ! 
1  hate  the  thoughts  which  work  withir, 

And*  do  the  works  I  hate . 
a  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die* 
While  fin  and  fat  an  reign  : 


*c<*  HYMNS  AND 

}STow  raife  ftryfonga  of  tnumphtrgh, 

Fon:race  prevails  again. 

3  So  darknefs  ft  niggles  with  the  light, 
Till  perfect  day  ari fe  ; 

Wa^er  and  tire  maintain  the  fight, 
Unt:l  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  fiefh  and  fpiritlhive, 

And  vex  and  break  my  peace  1 
But  I  ftiall  quit  this  mortal  lifc, 
And  fin  toreisr  ceafe. 


B.  II. 


CXLIV.  The  tffiifionoUht  Spirit. 

GREAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  divine  difciplesmet ; 
Whi.ft  en  their  heads  the  Spirit  came. 
And  fat,  like  tongues  of  c'ioven  fiamc- 

%  What  pr'fts,  what  miracles  he  gave  f 
And  pow'r  to  give*  and  po'.v'r  to  lave  ! 
FurniiVd  their  tongues  with  wftnd'rpus  words, 
Inftead  of  fhields,  and  fpears,  and  i\vord.\ 

3  Thus  arm'd  he  fent  the  champ'ons  forth, 
From  eaft  to  weft,  from  South  to  norths 
*<  Go,  and  after  t  your  Sa?iour'g  cau& ; 

4i  Go,  fpread  the  myit'ry  of  his  tiroft  * 

4  Thefe  weapon's  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are. 
To  make  our  fiubborn  p:. (lions  boitf 
And  lay  the  prou  'eft  rebel  low  i 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude* 
A^e by  thefe  heav'nly  aims.  fubdu&d  % 
While  fat  an  ra.^es  at  his  lots. 

And  U#<^  the  dcclrinc  of  the  crofs. 

6  Great  Kin;?  op  rrrace  my  heart  iubdue— 
I  would  be  !e<M  ia  triumph  too, 

A  wjT'ing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
&zd  &&g  the  viiTries  of&s  word- 


*.  II  SPIRITUAL  SONGs.  ac« 

CXLV     S  -  leetoFac* 

I  LOVE  the  window  of  Ihy  grace* 
Throa  jh  which  ray  Lord  is  fcenf 

.-:  my  Saviour's  face, 
Without  a  ureen . 

%  Oh,  that  the  happy  hour  were  com:, 

To  change  my-fadthto  fight ! 
j  I  Iho  j  i  ray  Lord  at  home 

In  a  Diviner  light. 


: 


3  Hifle,  my  beloved,  and  remove 

Thele  interpofin  ;  days  ; 
Then  ihali  my  paflions  all  be  love, 

Aad  aU  my  po.v'rs  be  praife. 

C  JCLVI.     Tbt  vanity  of  Crtatures. 

MAN  has  a  ibulofvaft  de fires  ; 
Heb  a,  with  reftkfa  tires  I 

To  it  to  and  fer  j.  :is  fly 

From  vanity  to  vanity. 
3  In  vain,  on  earth,  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  good  to  fid  the  mind  : 
We  try  new  pleafiues — but  we  feel 
The  inward  ;hirit;  and  torment  ftili. 

3  So,  when  a  raging  fever  bums  ; 
We  Jiift  from  hie  to  fide,  br  turns   ; 
And  'tis  a  poor  re'ief  we  ?a:n> 

,  but  ktep  the  pain. 

!  >i  !  fubdue  this  vicious  thirft, 

fcity  and  duft  ; 

lind, 
And  feed  our  fouls  with  joys  ftfin'd. 

CXLV-I.  TbeCreatit  f||n.  Jr 

«XTOW  ktalpaeious  world  ariie,"  *     l 

IN      Sai'l  the  Creator  Lord ; 
&X  once  th'  obed'ent  earth  and  Hcies 
Rofe;ath  ord. 


s**  HYMNS  AN©  B.1I. 

a  Dark  was  the  deep  :  the  waters  !ay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd.the  land  ; 
He  call'd  the  light—the  new  born^day 

Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  afcend  on  high  5 
The  clouds  afcend,  and  bear 

A  vrat'rytreafue  to  the  iky, 
And  Boat  on  fofterair. 

4  The  liquid  element  below. 
Was  gathered  b>T  his  hand  ; 

The  rolling  feas  together  (low, 
And  leave  the  folid  laad. 

~j  With  Jjerbs  and  plants  (a  ffow'ry  birth; 
The  naked  globe  he  crowtrd, 
E'er  there  was  rain  toblef*  the  earth, 
Or  fun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  a^.crn'd  the  upper  fk:e6  ; 
Behold  the  fun  appears 

The  moon' and  ftarg,  in  order  rife 
To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

.7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  Almighty  King 

Did  vital 'beings  frame  ; 
The  painted  fowls,  of  ev'ry  wing, 

And  fifti  of  ev'ry  name. 

5  He  gave  the  Hon  and  the  worm, 
At  once,  their  wond'rou?.  birth  : 

And  grazing  bea'fts  of  varioliform 
llofe  from  the  teeming  earth. 

0  Adam  was  fram'cb  oc  equal  cfllj) 

Though  fov'reign  of  the  reft, 
Defum'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they  ; 

With  God's  own  image  bleft. 
*o  Thus,  glor'ous  in  the  Maker**  eye  ; 

Th*  young  creation  good  ; 
&e  law  the  "burkling  from  on  hjg»i 

Ijis  word  pronoune'djt  goo* 


B.  ir.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

r-di  while  the  frame  of  nature  Hands, 
Thypraife  fhail  fill  my  toi 
J&ui  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exaltedf- 

CXLVriT.    Godr'csncihdinCkrift. 

DEAREST  of  ail  the  names  abovt, 
My  Jv-fus,  and  my  God  ! 
Who  can  refift  thy  heav'nly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  b.ood  ? 

a  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  fmiles  again  ; 
f  Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 

The  fpirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  'Ttfi  God  in  human  fiefh.  1  fee, 

Mythoucrhts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  aoiy,  juft  and  facrsd  Tbree 
^re  terror:  to  my  mind. 

4  Bu^  if  immanuei'sface  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbid*  my  flavifh  fear. 
His  grace  removts  my  fins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  vrifdimboaft  ; 

I  love  th'  incarnate  myftery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  truft.  v 

CXLIX.  Hontur  toMagiflratts* 

ETERNAL  Sov^ign of  the  iky, 
And  Lc-rdof  a:i  below, 
We  mortals  to  thy  Majefty 

Our  fir  ft  obed'ence  owe. 

z  Our  fouls  adore  thy  throne  fupreme* 

And  blefs  thy  providence , 
ppr  magistrates,  of  meaner  mine, 

Our  glory  and  defence. 


• 


*©♦  HYMNS    AND  "B.K. 

j  The  rulers  of  thofe  Stajttg  {bill  ihiac 

With  rays  above  the  reft, 
Where  hvvs  and  liberties  costbiae 

To  make  the  nation  bk&'d. 

4  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundation*  fta&<J, 
vVftue  virtue  ftnds  reward  ; 

And  linncra.pcrilbtVoHXthei^nd, 
UyjuHrce,  and  the  fword. 

5  Let  Cefar?a  due  be  ever  paid 
To  Cxiar  and  his  throne  ; 

But  Confciences  and  fouls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's,  alone. 

CL>     The  Deceitfuhs'i  of  Sin* 

SIN  has  a  thoufand  treach'rou^  arts, 
Topra&ice  on  the  mind  I 
With  flattering  looks  lhe  tempts  our  heirt?r 
But  leaves  a  Ming  behind. 

*  VYith  names  of  virtue  file  deceives 

TTie  aged  and  the  young  \ 
And,  while  the  heedieia  wretch  believes, 

She  makes  his  fetters  ftrong. 

^3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  fhe  brings 

And  gives  a  tatr  pretence  ; 
.IJut  cheats  the  foui  of  heav'nly  things, 

And  chains  it  down  to  fenfc. 

4  Soon  a  tree  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  motfier  took  the  poHor.  there, 

And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

CLl.    Propbey  and  Infyiration. 
,rp\V AS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

X      The  ancient  prophets  fpoke  his  word 
His  fpirit  did  their  tongues  infpire, 
And  warro'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  fire. 
%  The  works  and  v.  orders  which  they  wrc!ib'ht 
Confirm'd  themeffages  they  brought ; 


B-IT.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.       %*(, 

The  prophet'*  ptn  faccecds  big  breath, 
To  iave  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  pleafure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  fee, 
And  read  His  name  who  dy'd  for  me. 

4  Let  the  falfe  raptures  of  the  mind 
}k  ioil>  and  va-nim  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  fecure — 
This  is  thy  word  and  in  aft  endure. 

CLII.     Sinai  and Zi9riy  Heb.  xii.   ver.    ri,8cci 

VTOT  to  the  terrors  «*  the  Lord, 
IN     1  he  ttrapeft  fire,  and  fmoke; 
"Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  Cod  on  Sinai  fpoke. 

a  Bat  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will*: 

And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th' innumerable  hoft 
Of  angels,  cloath'd  in  light ! 

Behold  the  ipirits  of  the  juft, 
What  faith  is  turn'd  to  fight  ! 

4  BehoM  the  Wefc'd  affembly  ftere, 
Whofename6  are  writ  in  heav'n  ! 

An  A-  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declare* 
Taeir  vikft  fins  forgiv'n. 

$  The  faiats,  on  earth,  and  all  the  deidr 

Bat  one  comunion  make  ; 
A1!  join  in  Chrift,  their  living  Head, 

Awd  of  his  grace  partake. 
6  In  fiich  fociety  as  this 

&*  vwyibttl  wottld  reft  a 


s*S  HYMNS"    AltD  B  I! 

The  man  who  dwells  where  Jefus  is, 
Muft  be  forever  Weft. 

GLIIL     T>i  Pamper  folly  and  madnefs  of  &rt*, 

SIN,  like  a  venomous  difeafe, 
Infecls  our  vital  blood  ; 
The  only  baina,  is,  Sov'mgn  grace, 
And  the  phy Ran,  God. 

a  Our  beauty  and  our  ftrength  are  fled. 

And  we  draw  near  to  death  ; 
ButChriftthe  Lord,  recatts  the  dead 
"  With  his  almighty  breath. 
3  Madnc-fs.  by  natun* reigns  within  % 

The  paflions  burn  and  rape  : 
'Till  God's  own  Son,  with  flrili divine, 
The  inward  ft  re  affuage. 

£4  We  Hcfc  the  duft,  we  grafp  the  wind* 

And  foiid  good  deCpife  z  « 

Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 
'Tiil  Jtfas  makes  us  wife. 
5  We  give  our  fouls  the  wounds  they  fed  ^ 

We  drink  the  poif 'nous  gall, 
And  ru(h.  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 
Butheav'n  prevents  the  fail. 

S  The  man  pofTef-'"d  among  the  tombs, 

Cut?  his* own  flefh  and  cries, 
He  foams  and  raves,  'tfll  Jefus  comeo> 

And  the  foul  fpirit  flies. 

CLIV.    Sflf-R'tghteou'hefs  tn/tflchnf. 

WHERE  are  the  mourners,  faith  the  I 
"Who  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word  j 
11  Who  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day  ? 
^Comejtnake  my  name  your  truft  and  flay, 

[z  "  No  *vorks,  nor  duties,  of  your  own^ 
<*  Can  for  th«,fmalleft  fin  atone  s 


F.  II.  SPIRITLML     SONGS.  »o| 

•«  Ta*  robes  which  oatu*e  may  provide, 
"  Will  not  your  Icait  pollution  hide 

«'•  The  fof.eft  couch  which  nature  knows, 
*•  Can  give  tie  confcitnc*.  no  lv'polt  : 
<*   I.  >  jk  to  ray  righttoufnefs%  and  iive  ; 
**  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give] 

4."  ft  fons  of  pride,  who  kindle  coals 
••  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  yourfoulj; 
"  Walfc\n  cue  li  :ht  of  your  own  fire, 
w  ciojoy  th.  (parks  which  yedefire. 

£"  Tail  is  you-  p  >rtioti  at  my  hands  ; 

M  He  t  Tvaits  you  with  her  iron  bands  5 
*4  Ve  mall  he  down  in  forrow  there, 
#Ind^ath,  in  darkneis,  and  dfcfpair/? 

CLV.  Qlrtjl our  Pnfover*. 

LO,  the  deftroyin*  angel  flies 
To  Puaraoh's  ftubborn  Lvd  ! 
Tie  p-ide  and  Rbw'r  of  E^ypt  dies, 
Br  his  vindictwe  iiand. 

a-  He  patYd'-the  tents  of  Jacob  o?ery 

Noi  pour'd  the  wrath  rfiVine  ; 
He  faw  the  blood  on  ev'ry  rioor, 

And  biefs' i  the  peaceful  figri. 

3  T  vus  the  appointed  Lamb  mud  bleeds 
1   <To  break  th'  Egyptian  yoke  ; 

Thus  Ifr*d  h  from  bondage  freed  , 
And  'icapfs  the  angel's  ftroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  fprinkled  too> 
With  blood  fo  rich  as  thine 

TufticC  no  longer  woull  purfue 
This  guilty  foul  of  mine. 

5  Jefus,  our  P.uTover.  was  Oaiiif. 
And  h*&  at  once  proem  M 

T  t 


ac*  HYMkVS      AND  B.  II. 

Freedom  from  fatan's  heavy  chain. 
And  God's  avenging  {word. 

C  L VI.     Prefumption  and  defpair. 

IH  \TE  "he  tempter  and  his  charms  j 
I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ; 
The  ferpent  takes  a  thoufanrf  forms, 
To  cheat  our  fouls  to  death. 

%  He  £eedsour  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 

Or  kills,  with  flcivi/h  fear; 
And  holds  us  (till  in  wide  ex-tremc3> 

Preemption,  or  defpair. 

3  Now  he  perfuades,h»w  eafy 'tis 

To  walk  the  road  toheav'n: 
Anon,  he  fwellsour  fins,  and  cries 

"  They  cannot  be  forgiv'n." 

t.  He  bids  younpr  finners yet  forbear 

To  think  of  God,  or  death  ; 
"  For  prayer  and  devotion  are 

But  melancholy  breath. " 
$  He  tells  the  aped  they  Mufi  die$ 

u  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 
i(  \n  vain-for  mercy  now  they  cry, 

"  For  they  have  loft  their  day .'» 
£  Thii3  he  fupports  hk  cruel  throne, 

By  mifchief  and  deceit  ; 
And  drags  the  fons  of  Adam  down 

Ta  darknels  and  the  pit. 
f  Almighty  God,  cut  ihort  his  pow'r  5 

Let  him  in  darknefs  dwell  ; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 

Coniine  him  down  to  heH. 


N 


CLVIL— The  fame.— 

O  W  fatan  comes  with  dreadful  roar? 
And  threatens  to  dsftroy ; 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL    SOKGS.  2C9 

He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour, 

W'tib  a  malicious  joy. 
>  Yefons  of  God,  oppofe  his  ra, 

Refift,  and  he'h  be  one  ; 
Thus  did  our  deareft  Lord  egage, 

And  vanquish  him  a:one. 

3  Now  he  appears  almoft  divine, 

Like  innocence  and  love  ; 
But  the  old  ferpent  lurks  within, 
When  he  ailumes  the  dove. 

4  Fly  from  the  falie  deceiver's  tongue, 
Ye  fons  of  Adam,  fly 

Our  parents  fcund  t>  e  fbart  too  ftrong, 
Nor  ihauld  the  children  trv. 


CLVlIL     fr*u  fared;  er, tbi   olmofl  Cbrlftwn^ 
tkc  Hypocrite,  ti  :te. 

BROAD  is  the  road  which  leads  to  death, 
And  thoufands  walk  togetlu  r  there  \ 
But  wifdom  mews  a  narr'wer  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller, 
ft  "  Deny  thyfelf.  and  take  thy  crofs,'-' 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  i 
Nature  muft  count  her  gold  but  drof3, 
If  me  would  gam  thisheav'nly  B 

3  The  fearful  fouh  who  tires  and  faintSj 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more. 
Is  but  efleem'd  almoft  a  faint, 

And  makes  his  own  deftruclion  fure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hope?  be  vain ; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
This  hypocrites  did  ne'er  attain, 
Aad  falfe  Apoftates  never  knew. 


*k>  HYMNS    AND  B.  % 

*~LIX.  Unconverted  [lets  ;  or   Converting  gr  ax. 

GRE  .»  T  King  of  g  ory  and  of  grace  1 
We  own,  with  bumble  fUame, 
Bow  viie  :i  out  degen"¥ate  race, 
And  our  ft*  rit  Fathers  name  ' 

%  From  A  dam  flows  our  tainted  bJood? 

T.  e  poifon  reigns  within  ; 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  good* 

r*.nd  Willing  fhves  lo  &  n. 

[3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  "aws, 

And  then  r/eje&  thy  grace  ; 
Engagfd  in  the  old  ferpsnt's  caufe, 

Againft  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  'ive  enftrang'dafar  from  God, 

&nd  "iove  the  diftarce  well  \ 
With  hafte  we  run  the  dang'rousroadj 

Which  leads  to  death  and  heii. 
3  And  can  fuch  rebels  be  reftor'd  I 

Such  natures  made  d'v'  ne  I 
Let  tinners  fee  thy  glory  Lord, 

And  feet  tnrt  pow'r  of  thine. 

5  We  raife  our  Father's  name  on  higli* 
Who  bis  own  Spirit  fen^'s 

To  bring  rebellious  Grangers  nigh, 
And  turn  haloes  to  friends, 

CLX.    Qujlom  in  Si*. 

LET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
Put  off  the  fpots  which  nature  gives  ; 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  temper*,  and  their  live*, 

*  As  well  might  Ethiopcan  flaves 
Warn  out  the  darknefs  of  their  fein  ; 
The  <Jead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
JU-old  tra«fgrtiroTs.ccafcio  fin. 


j.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ** 

3  Where  vice  his  held  its  empire  lon*r 
'Twili  not  endure  the  haft  controul  ; 
Kone  but  a  pow'r  divinely  ftror.g 
Can  tum  the  current  of  the  : 

4  Great  God!  I  own  thy  pow'r  divirc. 
Which  foon  can  change  this  heart  of  mine  5 
I  would  be  fcrm'd  anew,  and  bkfs 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

CLXL  Virtues. 

STRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  ft  rait, 
\Vh;ch  "leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
'Tie  but  a  few  who  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  miftake,  and  die. 
%  Beloved  fe!f  muft  be  deny 'd, 
The  mind  and  wi:I  recew'd. 
Pafiion  fupprefs'd,  and  patience  try'd, 
And  vain  defires  fubdu'd. 

3  Flefh  is  a  dang'reus  foe  to  grace  , 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 

yieih  muft  be  humbled,  pride  abasM, 
Left  they  deitroy  cur  fo 

4  The  love  of  Gold  be  banifh'd  hence, 
(That  vile  idolatry) 

And  ev7ry  member,  ev'ry  fenfe 
In  fweet  fubjeet  ion  lie. 

$  The  tongue*  that  moft  unruly  pow% 

Requires  a  ftrong  reftraint  ; 
We  muft  be  watchful  ev'ry  hour, 

And  pray,  but  never  fair.:. 
6  Lord  !cana  feeble,  helpiefs  worm, 

Fulfil  a  talk  fo  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  mud  all  my  work  perform, 

And  give  the  free  reward. 

CLXII.     Meditation  of  Hea-jen. 

MY  tnoughts  furmour.t  thefe  I  ;wer  fkiet* 
And  look  within  the  veil ; 
Tt> 


ini  HYMNS   AN6  b.  if. 

There  fprings  of  end^fspjeafure  rife, 
Whole  waters  never  tail. 

%  There  I  br-JyVd,  with  fweet  delight, 

The  bieiT'd  Three  in  0:e; 
And  ftron^atLc't ions  fix  my  fight 

On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  HisproTTiif;  ftands  forever  firm  ; 
His  grace  lhaH  ne'er  depart : 

He  bin^s  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  feals  it  on  his  heart. 

4  Light  are  the  p  ains  which  nature  brings  J 
How  fhort  our  Jorrows  are* 

When,  with  eternal  future  things, 
The  prefent  we  compare  ! 

5  I  would  not  be  aftxancer  ft  ill, 
'     To  that  ceieft\rt  place, 
Where  I  forever  hope  to  dwell, 

Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

CLXIII.   Complaint  of  drfertion^  and  temptathfif* 

DE\R  Lor4,  behold  our  fore  diftrefs  ; 
Our  fins  attempt  to  reizn  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  conquering  grac€, 

And  let  thy  foes  be  (lain. 
%  The  Lion,  with  his  dreadful  r©ar, 

Affrights  thy  feeble  flieep  : 
Reveal  theplory  of  thy  pow'r, 
And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3  Mud  we  indulge  a  long  defpair  ? 
Shall  ourpetkions  die  ? 

Cur  mournings  never  reach  thine  ear  I 
Nor  tears  affect  thine  eye  i 

4  If  thou  defpife  a  mortal's  groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  blood  ; 

An  advocate  fo  near  the  throne, 
Pieads  and  prevails  with  God. 


t.  t:.  spiritual  soxgs.      %z$ 

5  He  bought  the  Split's  pow'rfm  fwordj 

ir  deadly  foes  : 
Cur  fins  ihall  d'e  beneath  thy  word, 
And  helij  in  vaintoppofe. 

6  Hor/  boundiefs  is  our  Father's  grace, 
In  htighth,  and  depth,  and  ler 

He  made  his  Son  our  righteoufnefs, 
His  Spirit  is  our  ftrength« 

CLX1V-     Tie  end  'ft  be  World. 

WHY  mould  this  v  irt-h  d< tight  usfcr! 
Why  fhould  we  fix  our  eyes 
Onthefe  lew  grounds  where  forrowagrow, 
And  ev'ry  p  eafure  dies  ? 

«.  White  time  his  fharpeft  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour. 
There  is  a  iand  abovi  the  Itars, 

A;id  joys  above  his  pow'r. 
3  Natufii  {hall  be  dUTphr'd  and  die— 

The  fun  mult  end  hrs  race  : 
The  ear:h  and  fea  fo revet  fly, 

Before  my  Saviour's  face/ 
<  When  ttili  that  glor  gu*  mo. 

When  the  iaft  trumpet  fou 
AndcaH  ihe  nations  Lathe  &i 

From  unlcrneathtie  gi 

CLXVr    Unfrmi 

LONG  hav 
C"ft       " 

BtttftUlb( 

AnJ  I 

.Oft 


ax*  HYMNS  ANp  8.  U> 

[$  Mf  dear  Almighty,  and  my  Godj 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  aii  the  ju -laments  of  thy  rod, 

And  bkflngs-of  thy  throae  ! 

4  H)V  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 
H  >w  negligent  my  fear  ! 

H  >  ▼  low  my  hope  of  joy  8  above  ! 
If  3 w  few  affections  there  1] 

5  Great  God  !  thy  fovYeign  powV  imparl 
To  give  thy  word  fuccefs  ; 

Write  thy  faivation  in  my  heart. 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

6  Shaw  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
Which  lea  Is  to  joys  on-fcigh  ; 

There  knowledge  grows,  without  decay, 
And  love  Hull  never  die- 

CLXVf.     The  Divine  Perfefiion*. 

HO  W  faall  I  praife  tb?  eternal  God  ; 
rh.it  Infinite  unknown  ? 
Who  can  afcend  his  high  abode, 

Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 
[a  The  great Invifible  i  He  dwells 

ConcealM  in  daze'ling  light ; 
But  hisalt-fcarching  eye  reveals 
The  fecrets of  th«  night, 

3  Thofe  w  atchful  eyes,  which  never  fleep, 
Survey  the  world  around  ; 

His  wifdom  is  a  bound! efs  deep, 
Where  ail  our  thoughts  are  drown'd.] 

4  Speak  wc  of  ftrength  ?  His  arm  is  ftron& 
To  fave,  or  to  deftroy  ; 

Infinite  years  h?3  life  prolong, 
And  endleisis  his  joy. 
I  •  He  knows  co  ffndcw  of  a  change- 
"'  vor  altera  &*<  drcr^c*  - 


3fc.Tr,  SPIRITUAL  SONGS-  %%S 

m  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 
To  guard  his  prcmilcs. 

4  Sinners  before  his  pretence,  die  5 
How  holy  is  te  name  ! 

H'S  anger  and  hisjea oufy 
Bum  like  devouring  fiamc. 

7  Juftice  upon  a  dreadful  throne, 

Maintain   the   i^htsot'  God  ; 
While  mercy  fends  her  pardons  d  jwb, 

B  ui  <ht  with  a  Saviour's  blcod. 

5  Now  to  my  foul  immortal  King, 
Speak  fome  forgiving  word  : 

Then  'twill  be  douh>  joy  to  iing 
-The  glories  of  my  Lord. 

CLXVIL     The  Divine perftBionu 

JOiREAT  GoVhy  glories  (hall  employ 
vJX  My  tio-.y  fear,  my  humble  joy  ; 
"My  lip?,  in  iongB*of  honor,  bring 
Their  tribute  to  tr/  eternal  King. 

4  Earth  and  the  ftars.  and  worlds  unknown  % 
Depend  precarious  owtiis  throne  ; 
All  nature  hangs  upon  his  word, 
And  grace  and  glory  own  their  Lord. 

3  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  what  mortal *knows i 
if  he  command,  who  dare  oppofe  ? 
With  ftrengt    he  girds  himfelt  around. 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground. 

a  Who  mall  pretend  to  teach  hhn  fkill? 
Or  guide  thecounft-sof  k-is  wiii  ? 
Hi*  *  iicom,  like  a  fea divine, 
Plows  deep  md  tiigb,  beyond  our.  line. 
<;  His  name  is  Italy,  and  hiv  eye 
Burns  with  iftuuorta  ij^ouiy  ; 
He  hates  the  fons  of  pride — apd  raed« 
IHisJSety  vengeance  ontheir  heacs« 


*i6  HYMNS   AND  b.  n* 

4  The  beamings  of  his  piercing  fight 

fSring  dark  hypocricy  to  li^ht  ; 
Peathanddeftrudion  naked  lie, 
And  hell,  uncover 'd  to  his  eye. 

7  Th'  eternal  la w  before  him  ftandSf 
His  juftice,  with  impartial  hands, 
Divides  to  all  their  due  reward, 

Or  by  the  feeptre,  or  the  fword. 

8  His  mercy,  like  a  boundlefs  fea, 
Waftres  our  load  s  of  guilt  a  way, 

While  his  own  Son  came  down,  and  6y'A 
T'  engage  Irs  juftice  on  our  fide* 

9  Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith  5 
yiy  fou*  can  reft  on  ail  he  faith  ; 

His  truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  Iargeft  promiie  of  his  lips. 
i©  Oh,  tell  me  with  a  gentle  voice, 
Tj:chj  zrt  my  God*- and  I'H  rejoice  ! 
FjU'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  procialna 
The  brighteft  honors  of  thy  name* 

CLXVIIL    Tbefome. 

TEHOV&H  reigns,  his  throne  is  high-» 
J  His  robes  are  Light  aud  Majeftv 
His  giory  fhines  ^ith  beams  fo  bnght, 
No.  mortal  can  fuftain  the  fight. 

a  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe  I 

His  juftice  guards  his  holy  law  ; 
His  love  reveals  a  fmiiingface, 
His  truth  and  promife  feal  the  grace* 

3  Throuchall  hi:  works  his  wifdbm  fhw^ 
And  biffies  fetan's  deep  defigns ; 

His  pow'risfov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleff  counfels  of  his  will. 

4  \nd  will  thi«  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  i 


B.II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.        |il 

Thea  let  my  fangs  with  angcis  join— 
EScav'n  is  fecure,  if  God  bt  mine. 

CLXIX.    Tfofami. 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns! 
His  throne  is  built  on  high* 
The  garments  he  alTumeSj 
Arc  light  and  majefty  : 
His  glories  £bine, 
With  beams  fo  bright* 
No  mortal  eye 
Can  bear  the  £ghU 

%  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
HTeep  the  wide  world  in  awe  J 
Hi 8  wrath  and  juftice  ftand 
To  guard  his  ho!y  law  : 

And  where  his  love 

Refolves  to  btefs, 

His, truth  confirms 

And  Teals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  bis  ancient  workfc 
SurpriUflg  wifdom  fhines, 
Confounds  the  T ow'rs  of  heU. 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  defiges? 

Strong  is  .is  arm* 

Atid  toll  fulfil 

His  great  decrees, 

His  fov'rcign  will. 

^  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory,  condefcend  1 
And  will  he  write  his  name 
My  Father  and  my  friend? 

I  love  his  name; 

I  love  his  wo*d ; 

Join  all  my  powers 

Aadpraife  tbefconk  ■ 


fliS  HYMNS    AND 

CX XX .     C ? ;  /w:^ 

Cfrnd 

Or  can  the 

Measure  and  i.  .  jut  ? 

a  'Tis  high  as  heav'n,  'tu  deep  as  hell, 
And  v  hat  can  mortal,  kn  w  or  tell  r 
Hi  glory  tpuads  beyond  the  Iky, 
And  a  i  the  Ihiniafi  worlds  on  high. 

3  Bik  man    vain  man,  would  fein  be  wife  V 
Born-'.ike.a  w  id  yoUft^  colt,  he  files 
Throu.h  an  the  follies  o"  his  mil 
Andfrae  jfs  the  empt)  v,ind. 

a  God  is  a  King  oi  pc  a  ^ 

Firm  dersof  histhro;^  : 

Jf  he  n  foive  w  ou^c  opprfe. 
Or  a;k  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  Ke  wound*  the  heart  an  ,cs  whole  ^ 
He  ca'ms  the  tcrmpeft  of  the  fop]  : 

M".  en  he  fhuts  up  lo  long  deipafr; 
Who  can  remove  the  h  eavy  bar  ? 

6  He  frowns.  ar  .s  veils  the  moon- 5- 
TiC  faintii  g  fun  grow  cum.  a:  noon  : 
The  pillars  of  heav  1  oof 
Tremble  ard-  ft  art  at  his  re  pro 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  feeav'n  its  form  : 
The  crook  dferpent  and  the  worm  : 
He  brcaks-t'  nis  breath, 
And  fmttes  the  font  of  pride  to  dead 

£  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  v>  :o  ft]  'ice? 

1  ure  his  light,  or  ftand 
ToJitar  the  thunders  of  his  hand. 

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BOOK  III. 

Prepared  for  the  holy  Ordinance  oftht 
LORD'S    SUPPER. 


I.    The  Lord's  Supper  fajfitrtrd,  i  Cor.  xi  33. 

,ry  W  \S  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night:,    * 

X    When  powVs  of  earth  and  hell 
Againft  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  fjftcfr- 

&  Before  the  mournful  fc^ne  began. 
He  took  the  bread  and  bleiYd  andbi 
What  love  through  all  his  a&iopa  r:. 
Whatwond'rous  words  of  grace  hefpakc  '. 

3  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  Eft,* 
Receive  and  cat  the  living  food  : 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  bielb'd  the  wine  ; 
•  Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  For  U3  his  flefh  with  naili  was  torn  ; 
lie  bore  the  fcourge,  he  felt  the  thorn  « 
And  juftice  pour'd  upon  hU  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  ftcad, 
U  u 


qfl  HYMNS  AND  B.  III. 

«  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  fpilt, 

To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guiit ; 

When,  for  black  crimes  of  biggefl,  fize, 

He  gave  his  foul  a  facri  fice. 

e  "  Do  this  (he  cry 'd)  till  time  mall  end, 

"In  mcm'ry  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 

"Meet  at  my  table,  and  reeori 

*«  The  love  oi:your  departed  Lord/7 

7  Jefus,  thy  fcaft  we  celebrate  ; 
We  fhew  thy  death,  we fing  thy  name, 
JTiU  thou  return  and  we  fhall  cat 
The  marriage-fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

XJv    Communion  with  Ckr'ijl  and  <uith  Saints. 
i  Cor.  x.  16,  if. 

JESUS  invites  his  faints 
To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  fit,  and  hold 
Communion  withtfre'r  Lord. 

%  For  food  he  gives  his  flefh  : 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood : 
Amazing  favor  !  match!  efs  grace, 
Ofourdefcending  God  1 
3»  This  holy  bread  and  wine. 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
An'd-rnt'reft  in  his  death. 

4  Ourheav'nly  Father  calls 
Chrift  and  his  members  one ! 

We  the  young  children  of  hi  s  love, 
And  he  the  flrft-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  fev'ral  parts 
Of  the  fame  broken  bread  ; 

One  body,  with  its  fev'ral  limbs^ 
But  Jefus  kthe  He  ad. 


B.  III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  fit 

Let  all  our  povr'isb^  joinM 

Kis  glorious  nan*e  toraife  : 
Pleasure  and  Jove  fiilev'ry  mind, 

And  ev'ry  voice  be  praife. 

III.    tie  New  Covenant  j*z.W. 

THE  promife  of  my  Father's  love 
Shall  ftand  forever  good.: 
II  e  faid — and  gave  his  foul  to  death, 
And  feal'd  the  grace,  with  blood. 

•i  To  this  dearcov'nant  of  thy  woid 

i  fetmy  worthiefs  name  ; 
I  feil  th'  engagement  with  my  Lord, 

A  id  make  my  humble  claim. 
*  The  Ught  and  ffrength,aad  pardoning  grace* 

Ind  glory   &  all  be mine: 
My  life  and  foul,  rny  heart  and  flefh, 

An  J  all  my  powrs  are  ttine 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jefus  did  bequeath  ; 
Twas  purch-as'd  v/ith  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  1st'  e  mem'ry  of  his  name 
Who blefs'd  us m  his will, 

And  to  his  teftament  of  love 
Made  his  own  :ife  the  fcal. 

IV.    Chrlft's  dying  kv# 

HO  W  consefcending  and  how  kind 
Was  God'>  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  mis'ry  reach'd  hi-  hcav'nly  mind, 

And  pity  brought  him  down. 
3  When  jnftice.  by  our  fins  provok'd, 

Drew  torch  its  dreadful  fv/ord, 
Hz  pave  his  foul  up  to  the  ftroke, 
Without  a  murmVing  word, 


*i%  HYMNS  AND  3.  111. 

3  Ke  funk  beneath  our  heavy  wee?, 

To  raite  us  to  his  throne  : 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  beftows, 

Butcofthis  heart  a  groan. 

4  This  was  companion  like  a  God, 
[    That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
tThe  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood  ; 

His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 
His  love  is  ftill  as  great : 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 
Nor  let  hi3  faints  forget. 

6  Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 
As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd  ; 

And  fee  the  forrows  ofnisfou! 
Bleed  through  his  wounded  fide* 

5  Here  we  receive  repeated  feals 

Of  Jefus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  who  never  feels 

One  foft  affedion  move. 
8  Here  'et  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  hite  death  record, 
'And  with  cmrjoy  for  pardon'd  *uilt, 

Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lord. 

V.  Chrift  the  Br  sad  of  Life.  John  vi.  31,  $$,  3 

T   ET  us  adore  th*  Eternal  Word, 
A-*     'Tis  He  our  fouls  has  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  ftream  <  O  Lord, 
And  thouth'  immortal  Bread. 

a  The  manna  came  from  lower  fkies, 

But  Jefus  from  above  ; 
Where  the  frefh  fprings  of  pleafure  rife* 

And  rivers  flow  with  love- 
3  The  Jews  the  fathers  dy'd  at  Iaft, 

Who   ate  that  heav'nly  bread  j 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS-  aal 

iefe  p  ro  /ifions  which  we  tafte, 
J  in  r.*ife  us  f^oiXi  the  dcau. 

:  fs'd  be  the  Lord  who  gives  Lis  flelh 
To  nourdh  tfyrftg  r.. 
And  often  fprckds  his  table frefh, 
Left  we  fh-juid  fiint  again. 

5  Q^rfoula  fhali  draw  their  htav'uly  breatk, 
Sfrhltitjcfus  rinds  iupplics  ; 

Nor  fhail  our  graces  link  to  death, 
Foi  jefus  never  dies. 

6  Daily  our  mortal  flefh  deci] 
Bat  Chrift,our  lite  ihatl  come  ; 

His  unrefined  pow'r  fballrarfe 
Cui*  bodies  if  cm  the  tomb. 

\TI.  The  Memo-*  ial  af  our  ahfcrrt  Lord.    John  rvi, 
i  j.    Luke  XXU*  J$>.    John  xiv.  3. 

JESUS  is  gone  above  the  fties, 
Where  our  weik  fenfes  reach  him  cot  ; 
And  carna*.  objects  cour:  aur  eyes, 
To  thru  It  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

1  He  knows  what  w^n  i'ribg  hearts  we  tave, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  lace  ; 
And  to  rtfrelh  our  minus  he  g 
IThefe  kind  memorials  of  his  gracb. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 
Wjth  his%\vn  hVh  and  dying  bidojl ; 
We  on  the  rich  provihon  feed,  ' 
And  tafte  the  wine  and  blcfs  our  God. 

4  Let  finfui  fweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  eft e em; 
Ctirift  and  his  love  nil  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixM  on  bin:. 

$   Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
*Tis  to  prepare  oot  fouls  a  place; 
Una 


■9U  HYMNS  AND  B.I1I- 

That  we  »ay  live  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  dwell  forever  ntar  his  face. 
6  Oureyeslook  upward  to  the  hills 
"Whence  our  returning  Lord  mall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home. 

V1L    CrucifiBioi  to    the    World  hy  the Crofs    tj 
Chrift,  Gal.  vi.  14. 

WHEN  1  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd, 
Mj  richeft,  gain  I  count  but  lofs 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  mypride. 

3-  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  mould  b*aft, 
Save  in  the  Death  of  Chrift,  my  Gcd  : 
AH  the  vain  things  which  charm  me  mofrv 
J  facriflce  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  bands,  hts  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  I 

4  His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  pre  fen  t  far  too  fmall : , 
Xove  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  alf . 

VIII.     The  Tree  of  Life. 

COME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
m  To  our  exalted  Lord — 
¥e  faints  on  feign  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 

J  %  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground^ 
Weary  an4  faint  ye  ftood? 


B.  III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  s*5 

What  dear  refreshment  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  food  t 

3  The  tree  of  fife,  which  near  the  Vhrone 
In  heav'n'shigh  garden  grows, 

Laden  with  grace  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever-fmiling  boughs. 

4  Hov'ring  among  the  leaves  there  (lands* 
The  fweet  ccleftial  Dove, 

And  Jefus  on  th?  branches  hangs 
The  banner  of  his  love. 

5 .  'Tis  a  young  heav'n  of  ftrange  delight 

While  m  his  made  we  fit  : 
Hisfrui*  is  pleating  to  the  light, 

And  to  the  tajle  as  fweet. 

6  New  life  it  fpreads  through  dying  hearts, 
\nd  cheers  the  drooping  mind  ; 

Vigor  and  joy  the  ju<ce  imparts, 
Without  a  ding  behind. 

7  Now  let  the  fhmirrg  weapon  ftand, 
And  guard  aU  Eden's  trees  : 

There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land 
Which  bears  fuch  fruit  as  thefe. 

2  Infinite  grace  our  fouis  adore 

Whofe  wond'rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  fov'reign  pow'r 
To  raife  and  heal  the  dead. 

IX.    The    Spirit*      the  Wafer   and  the    Bleed, 

i   John,  v.  6. 

LET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
To  praife  our  Gcd  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bofom  fent  his  Son, 
To  fetch  us,  ftrangcrs  nigh. 

Nor  let  our  voices  ceafe 
To  fing  the  Saviour's  name; 


s»5  HYMNS    AND 

Jefus,  th*  Embafiador  of  peace, 
How  chtarfiihy  he  came  ! 

3  It  coft  him  cries  and  tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  : 

Great  was  our  debt  and   he  appears 
To  make  the  payment  goed. 

4  My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 
PouiM  out  a  double  fl-od ; 

By  water  we  are  purifi'd 

And  pardon*  J  by  the  blood* 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
But  He,  our  Prieft,  atones  ; 

On  the  coid  ground  his  iife  was  fpilt, 
And  ofTer'd  with  his  groans, 

6  Lock  up  my  foul  to  him 
Whole  death  wa  s  thy  defert, 

And  humbly  view  the  living  ftream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  tree, 
In  dying  pan^s  he  lies. 

Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  fupplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water  and  bybiood  : 

And  when  the  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame, 
We 'feci  his  wknefs  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Bear  their  record  above, 

Then  »  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 
Andfealmy  Saviour's  love. 
[10  Lord,  cieanfe  my  foul  from  fin, 
Nor  let  thv  grace  depart  : 

Great  Comforter  !  abide  within, 
And  witnefs  to  my   heart.] 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

X.     CI  >«   andP&w'rqf 

God. 

NATURE  with  open  volume  ftands. 
To  fpread  her  Maker's  praiie  abroad  ; 
And  ev'ry  labor  of  his  hands 

sfomething  worthy  of  a  Cod  : 

a  But  in  the  grace  which  refcu'd  man, 
H's  brighteftfonn  of  glory  ihines  ; 
Here  on  the  crofs  'tis  fairefl  drawn 
Jn  precious  blood,  and  crimfon  lines. 

[3  Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete ; 
iS-jr  w^t  can  gu.-fs,  nor  reaibn  prove, 

the  etters  bed  Is  writ, 
The  pow'r  the  wifdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  Here]  behold  his inmoft  heart, 

:re  grace  arc  vengeance  ftrangely  join  ; 
Piercing  his  Son  with  ihsrpeft  fmart, 
To  make  the  £urchas'd  plcafures  mine, 

5  Oh!  the  fweet  wanders  of  that  crofs, 
Where  God,  the  Saviour  lovd  anddy'd  l 
Hernoblcft  life  my  fptH& craws 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  fide, 

6  I  would  forever  fpeak  hrt  iHime 

)n  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  oraiie  the  Lamb, 
And  werfhipat  his  Father's  throne. 

XI.    Pen  :  fi  our  S??2res- 

LORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  ! 
How  heav'nly  is  the  piace. 
Where  ]th\3  fpreads  the  facred  feaft 
Or  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

-  Here  the  rich  bounties  of  our  GodP 

And  fweeteft  glories  ftiine  ; 
Here  Jtfus  fays,  that  J  am  his  ; 

And  nay  be]oved'*smine. 


**3  HYMNS     AND  B. !: 

3  Here  (fays  the  kind  Redeeming  Lord, 
Andftiewshis  wounded  fide) 

"  See  here  the  fpring  of  ail  your  Jovs, 
"  Which,  open'd,  when  1  dy'd  lM 

4  He  fmiles,  and  chears  my  mournful  heart* 
And  tells  of  all  his  pain  : 

"  All  this,  fays  he  1  bore  for  thee/9 
*■■*  And  then  he  fmiles  again . 

5  What  mil]  we  pay  our  hcav'nly  Bag, 
For  grace  fo  vaft  as  this  ! 

He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 
And  feali  it  with  a  kifs. 

6  Let  fuch  amazing  Icvesas  thefe 
Be  founded  ail  abroad  ; 

Such  favors  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God. 

7  To  Him  who  walVd  us  in  his  blood 
Be  ever  lading  praife  ; 

Salvation  honor,  glory  pow'r, 
Eternal,  ss  his  days. 

XH.    The  Gcfpsl  Feafii  Lu  ke  xiv.  i6,  &c= 

HOW  rich  are  thy  provifions5  Lord! 
Thy  table  furmfh'dirom  above! 
The  traits  of  life  o'erfpreads  the  board, 
The  cup  overflows  with  heav'nly  love* 

a  Thine  ancient  family  the  Jews, 
Were  fir  ft  invited  to  the  feaft  : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  faivaticn  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame  ; 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  1 
But,  at  the  gnfpei-call,  we  came, 
And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  fupply. 

4  From  tfiehigfc  way  which  leads  toheii 
from  paths  of  darJjaefs  and  defpair, 


B.III.  SPIRITUAL   SQNG-5.  »* 

Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee:  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  pretence  here. 

5  What  fhail  we  pay  thf  Eternal  Son, 

eft  the  heaVri  of  his  abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  tarth  cairae  down, 
To  bring  us,  wand'rers,  back  to  God  ! 

6  It  coft  him  -death,  to  feve  our  lives  ; 
To  buy  our  fouls,  it  cof:  hraown  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies, unknown. 

7  Our  eve  Halting  love  is  due 

To  him  who  ramom'd  finners,  iok? 
A  nd  pityM  rebel?,  when  he  knew 
The  vaft  expente  his  love  wou^d  coft. 

XIII.     Divine  J:  ig  a  T-jJIs  and  eaillr.g 

in  the  Gut.is,  Luke,  xiv.  1 7,  zz>  23 ► 

HOW  fweet  and  awful  i3  the  place, 
With  Chriit  with:  n  the  doors, 
While  everiaftfOg  love  difplays 
The  clioiceft  of  her  itoies  1 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 
With  foft  com  pair!  on  mils ; 

Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  biocdT 
Is  food  for  dying  fouls. 

3  While  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  fongs 
Join  to  admire  the  fedt, 

Each  of  us  cry,  «th  thankful  tongues. 
"  Loix,  why  was  I  a  gueft  i 

4  «  Why  was  i  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
"  And  enter,  while  there's  room  ; 

"  When  Ihoufands  make  a  wretched  choicef 
"  And  rather  ftarve  than  come  tM 

5  'Twas  the  fame  love  which  fpread  the  feafi 
Timfwectly  fo-rcV;  bs  ;n  ; 


^  HYMNS  AttO  b.iil 

Eiie  we  had  (till  rtfu's'd  to  taite, 
And  periih7d  in  our  fin. 

[6  Pity  the  nations,  C,our  God; 

Conftram  the  earth   to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  Grangers  home. 

?  We  long  to  fee  the  churches  fall, 

That  ail  the  chofen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  one  heart,  one  foul, 

Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

XiV.     The  Song  of 'Simeon  ;  Luke  ii.  28  ;  or,  a 
Sight  of  Cori/t;?;aht:s  Death  eiajfyl 

NOW  have  our  hearts  embraced  our  God   ; 
We  would  forget  all  earthly  charr 
And  wifh  to  die.  as  Simeon  would 
With  his  young  Savioi  r  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  Ihould  learn  tkit  joyful  fongt 
Were  but  our -hearts  prepared  like  his  ; 
<;  Our  fouls  ftiil  waiting  to  be  gone, 

"  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  <*  Here  we  have  feen  thy  foce,  O  Lord* 
*c  And  view 'd  fdl vation  with  our  eyes, 

**  Tafted  and  Feit  the  living  word, 
*«The  bread  defcending  from  the  Ikies. 

4  *'  Thou  haft  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 
**  Haft  fet  his  Wood  before  our  face  ; 

"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
^  And  ftrcw  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  "  He  is  our  light,  our  morn ing-ftar, 
"  Shall  fliineon  nations  yet  unknown  ; 
*'  The  ?lory  of  thine  Ifr'el  here, 
u  And  joy  of  fpirits  near  the  throne." 

XV.     Our  Lord  Jefus  at  bis  own  Table. 

THE  mem'ry  of  cur  dying  Lord 
Awakes  a  thankful  tcaguc  ; 


B.  ITT.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.         33* 

How  rich  he  fprtads  his  royal  board, 
And  bicfs'd  the  food;  and  I u  ng. 

%  Happy  the  men  who  eat  thia  bread, 

But  doufcly  b'teis'd  waa  he 
Who  gently  bow'd  his  loving  head, 

And  lean'd  it  Lord,  on  Thee, 

3  By  faith  the  fame  delights  we  taft« 
As  that  gieat  fav'rite  did, 

And  fit  and  lean  on  Jefus'  breaft, 
And  take  the  heav'nly  bread. 

4  Down  from  the  palace  of  the  fkies  £ 
Hither  the  Kin?  defends  ! 

«<  Come,  my  beloved,  eat,  (he  cries) 

*J  Anddrink  falvation,  friends. 
[s ,:  My  flefh  is  food  and  phyfic  too, 

ft  A  ba  >  1  for  ail  your  pains  : 
•«  And  the  red  ft  reams  of  pardon  flow 

«•  From  thefe  my  pierced  veins." 

6  Hofanna  to  his  bount'ous  love,. 
For  fuch  a  feaft  below  ! 

And  yet  he  feeds  his  faints  above 
With  nobler  bie flings  too. 

7  Come  the  dear  d3y,  the  glorious  houf, 
WKich  brings  our  foui-sto  reft  i 

Then  we  mail  need  thefe  types  no  more, 
But  dwell  at  th'  heav/n'y  reaft.j 

XVI.    The  Agonies  of  Cbrifi. 

NOW  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot, 
Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ; 
Our  fufPring-s  are  not  worth  a  thoughts 
When,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thine, 

*  In  lively  figures  here  we  fee 
The  bleeding  Prince  of  Love; 


tt*  HtfMNS"    AIvD 

Each  of  us  hope,  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove. 

3  •  Our  humble  faith  here  takes  her  rife- 

While  fitting  round  his  board  ; 
And  back  to  Calvary  ike  Mir  3, 
To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 

4  His  foul,  what  2gonies  it  felt 
When  his  own  God  withdrew 

And  the  large  lead  of  all  eui  u 
Laylieavy  on  hi rn  too. 

5  But  the  divinity  v^ithirt 
Supported  him  to  bear  ; 

Dying,  he  cenquer'd  hell  ?.nd  Qq> 
And  made  his  triumph  there. 

6  Grace,  wifdomguiticeooin?d  and-v?ro 
The  wonders  of  that  day: 

No  mortal  tongue  nor  mortal  thought 
Can  equal  thanks  repay, 

7  Our  hymn3  mould  found  like  thofe  a&cre* 
Could  we  our  voices  raife  : 

Yfet,  Lord ,  onr  hearts  fhall  all  be  love, 
And  all  our  lives  be  praife. 

XVII.    The  Flefh  and  Blood  of  C 

YX7E  fing  tV  amazing  deeds  * 
VV      Which  grace  divine  pfrforms 
*5h'  Eternal  God  ccmea  down  and  blee 
To  nOuriih  dying  worms*. 

VThis  foul-reviving  wine, 
Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  blood  : 
We  thank  that  facred  fleih  of  thine 
For  this  immortal  food. 
3  The  banquet  which  we  eat, 
Is  made  of  heav'nly  things  ; 
£*rth  hath  no  dainties  half  fa  fweet-  ~ 
Asour  Redeemer  hr'r.gr. 


B!If.  \VL    SONGS. 

4  In  vai  n  had  Adam  fought, 
Ai;d  icarch'd  hh  garden  round, 
-For  there  was  no  fuch  bJeflcd  tr 
In  all  the  happy  gron 

.5  Th*  angelic  hofc  ab©^e 

•  tt  tafte  this  food  : 
i   iheir  Maker's  \o'.-<_ 
But  jilta^Saviour's  blood. 

6  O  -ord 

ce  ; 

*.:  I  '  ;>:J, 

7  C  its; 
And                  writh  the  Kiog  ? 

I  complains, 
Ar^  9ng. 

ion  to  the  name 
Or 
Thr  o  u :  h  t  h c  v  h  i  b  e rac e  p  r ocla  i . 

Hi3gic>y  in  th 

XV  ill.     77-    / 

JESTJSJ  v  thy  feet ! 

Is  divinely  ftorM  !         f 
ibuUhiive  ate* 
Tis  .::k  thee,  Lord  ! 

ll  i  :  ".rs  blood  j 

W<  'tis  gen'rons  wuMb 

Ming  tfic  fountain  Row'4 

<Frc:.  heart  of  thine. 

3  On  earth  is  r.o  fuch  fwectneft  found, 
For  the  Lamb's  fleih  is  heav'nly  food  ; 
In  vain  wc  fc arch  the  gflbbrardXmd 
For  biead  fo  fine,  or  wine  fo  good. 

4  Carnal  provisions  can  at  belt, 
But  i  rarm  the  hes 
.But  the  tich  co v  b  wc  tafte* 
Gives  life  eternal  to  the  d 


534  HYMNS    AND  B.  11L 

5  Praife  te  the  Matter  of  the  fcaft  ; 

His  na;  e  our  fouls  forever  blefs  ; 
To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Prieft, 
A  loua  hofanna  round  the  place. 

XJ  X.     Glory  in  the  Crofs. 

AT  thy  command,  ourdcareft  Lor&f 
Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feaft  : 
Thy  blood,  iike  wine,  adorns  thy  board* 
And  thy  own  flefh  feeds  ev*ry  gutft. 

a  Our. faith  adorer  thy  bleeding  love. 
And  truft  for  life  tfl  one  who  dy'd  ; 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  abovei 
'Prom  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  {hame* 
And  fting  their  {can  dais  on  the  cauie  : 
'We  come  to  bofcft  our  Saviour's  naraet 
And  make    our  triumphs  inhu<cro&. 

.4  With  joy  we  tell  the  icoflfing  a^e, 
He  who  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmoft  rag£» 
And  we  are  waiting  'till  he  come. 

XX.     Tj*  Proi'ffionsjor  the  Table  of  our  Lord* 

LORD,  we  adore  thy  bount'ous hand, 
And  ling  the  folemn  tea!*, 
Where  ftveet  celerVal  dainties  ftand, 
For  ev'ry  willing  £ueft. 

\%  The  tree  of  life  adorns  the  board 

With  rich  immortal  fruit ; 
And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  fwoid 
To  guard  the  paifage  to't. 

The  cup  frauds  crown'd  with  Hying  juice* 
The  fountain  flows  above. 
And  runs  down  tlreaftning,  for'ourufe, 
in  rWulets  of  K/ve.] 

4  The  food's  prepaid  by  heav'aly  art ; 
Tbepltafure*  wdircfin'd  j 


# 


SPIRITUAL     SC»:GS.         %H 
:^h  ev'ry  heart, 

.iiind. 

the  Saviour's  love, 
■  »ne  ; 
unta  above; 
Inioui  is  join. 

6  A  thoufand  glories  to  the  God, 
Wh'c  *a|  :h:^  ! 

Hoi  a:  . 

XXI.    4TL  -  Cbrifii  V 

.  ani  JhlL . 

COME*  let  us  i:  :  t5ur  voices  Iji^b, 

Ai'*d  bevc  the  &yj 

.   - 

ittd  biec_> 
Ana 

:.ceU« 
Dr:;r  .  pc\^rs  or  bett. 

3  Jcfosi  the  God,  u  ieic, 

~  To  v 

And  brings  immortal  bkffingsdofwn 
For  each  : :  ;ueft. 

te  Lord  I  h ow  ;  Jor'r:  as  is  his  tac z . 
w kind  his:  -ar' 

Antfs  Oh  !  what  melting  word?  he  C 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear. 

5  "  For  you  the  children  of  ray  Ioy.-:, 
1   **  It  Was  for  you  I  dy'd  ; 

-?  Behold  my  hand 5,  behold  my  feet, 
M  And  look  into  nvjPii  rie. 

6  "  Tliele  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 
"  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 

hen  I  ccmc  down  to  free  your  ft 
11  From  nsifcry  and  chains, 
Wwra 


*3<*  HYMNS    AND  B.  Uj. 

7  <k  Juftice  unfheach'd  its  fiery  fword, 

"  And  piung'd  it  in  my  heart ; 
U  Infinite  pangs  for  you  1  bore, 

*?  And  moft  tormenting  fmart. 
$  "  When  hell,  and  all  its  fpitefulpowr's, 

u  Stood  dreadful  in  my  wav, 
'*  To  re  feu  e  thofe  dear  lives  of  your's, 

'•I  j^avemy  own  away. 

9  "But  whle  I  bled,  and  groan  *d  and  dfd9 

"  f  ruin'cHatan's  throne  ; 
&  Efigh  on  my  crofs  {  hung,  and  fpy74 

<k  rhe  m.0 lifter  tumbling  down, 
io  "Nowyoumu^  triumph  atmyfeaft, 

i(  AndtatV:  my  fleili,  my  b.oGd, 
ci  And  live  tternal  ages  blefs'd, 

"  For  'i«.j  immortal  food ." 

2i  Vigorous  God  !  what  can  we  pay 

For  favors  {o  divine  ? 
W<*  would  devote  our  hearts  away 

To  be  forever  thine. 

li  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  liiglidtpraafe, 

The  tribute  of  our  touguc*-** 
But  themes  ib  infinite  as  thefe 

Exceed  our  nobkit  tongs. 

XXII.     The  Compqfliorrof  a  dying  ChriS. 

OUR  tpirits  join  t    adore  the  Laniib  ; 
Oh,  that  our  feeble  rips  could  mjwe 
In  lira' iis  immortal  as  his  name,    ■ 
And  melting  as  his  dyin*  love  1 

%  Was  ever  equal  pity  ftroud  ? 
The  prince  of  htav'n  reruns  his  breach, 
And  poi<  s  his  life  ou*  on  the  ground. 
Toranfom  guilty  worms  from  death  ! 

j  3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Makers  laws 
H e  from  the  threatningsfets  us  free, 
Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  hie  crofs, 
And  nail'd  the  cufes  to  the  .tree.] 


B.1II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  *jf 

U  The  Law  proclaims  no  terror  now— 
And  Sinai's  t'.ULide;  roars  no  more  .* 
From  all  his  Wounds  new  bitilingsflow, 
A  fea  of  joy,  witHouta  ihort. 

5  Here  we  have  wauVd  our  deepcft  (tains, 
And  heaFd  our  wounds  with  he  a  vn'ly  blood  ; 
Blefs'd  fountain  !  fpringing  from  the  veins 
Of  Jefus,  our  incarnate  God.] 

6  Tn  vain  our  mortal  voices  ftrive 
To  lpeak  companion  fo  divine  ; 
Had  we  a  thouland  lives  to  give, 
Athoufond  lives  lhould  all  be  thine, 

XXlIf.  Grace  and  Ghrp  by  the  Dtatb  o/Chrft. 

SIT  HNG  around  our  Father's  board, 
We  raife  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  fins  to  death.* 

%  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jefus  fried, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rife  ; 
The  Tinner  views  th'  atonement  made, 

And  loves  the  facriftce. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns, thy  fhameful crofs, 
Procure  us  heav'nly  crowr.5  ; 

.  Our  hijiheft  gain  iprings  from  thy  lok! 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  Oh  1  7tisimpoflib!e  that  we, 
Who  dwell  in  feeble  c'ay. 

Should  (.qua!  fufi'iings  bear  for  thee> 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 

XXTV.     Par  Jon  end  Strength  from  Cbrifi. 

FATHER  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
To  fee  thy  glory  mine  ;  4 

The  Lord  will  his  own  table  blefs, 
And  make  the  feaft  divine. 

*  We  touch,  we  tafte  the  HcaVnly  bread  ,• 
Wc  driak  the  facred  cup  ; 


r&  HYMNS  AND  B.II 

With  outward  forms  rnar    £nfe  is  fed, 
Oar  fouls  rejoice  in  hope 

3  We  ftiaW  appear  before  the  tho.  e 

O t*  o ur  f o rgi vin g  God, 
DrefVd  in  the  garments  of  his  S •  :., 
And  fprinklcd  with  his  bio  d. 

4  We  fhall  be  ftrong  to  run  the  race, 
And  climb  the  upper  iky  ; 

Chriii  will  provide-  our  fouls- .with gi 
He  bought  a  Urge  fupply. 

[5  Let  us  induce  a  ch  earful  rramCj 

For  joy  becomes  a  fcaft  ; 
We  love  the  mem'ry  of  his  n*me, 

More  thau  the  wine  we  s: 

% 
XXV*     Divine  Gloria  and  Graces. 

HOW  nrcthy  glories  here   dilpiay8 '  f 
Great  God  how  bright  they  ffiinej* 
While  at  thy  woivl.we  bftik  ihc  bi.au, 
And  poiir  the  flowing  wine  ! 

z  Herelhy  revenging jufticeftands, 
And  pleads  its  drcsdfkl  caufe  ; 

Here   favin-  mercy  fp.eadfc  her  hands, 
Like  Jefus  on  fbe  crofs. 

3  Thy  faints  attend,  with  evVy  grace 

On  this  great  facrifice  ; 
And  love  appears  with  chearful  face, 

And  faith  witK  fixed  eyes* 

4  Our  hope  in  waiting  poft'ure  fits, 

To  heav'n  dkecls  her  fight  5    '" 
HerC'evVy  warmer  paffion  meets, 

And  ftronrrefl  pow'rs  unit?. 
Ilf  Zealand  revenge  perform  their  part, 

Andrifinglin  deftroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 

Yet  not  forbids  the  :p?> 


B.  IK.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.         *ft 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  fight ; 

Let  fin  forever  die  :  fc 

Then  ibail  our  foul*  be  all  delight, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry. 


1CAN&QT perfttade  my^lftoput  a  full  period 
to  theft  Di \  we  Hymnsy  until  I  have  addrejjeda 
jptcial    o?jg  of  Glory  to  God  the  Father,    the  Sou, 
and  the  Hoty  Spirit.  The*  ike  latin  name  of  it,  Glo- 
ria Patri;  b?  ret. lined  in  our  nation  from  the  Roman 
Church ;  and  though  there  may  be  jmie  txcejfhs    of 
juperflitious   honor  paid   to 'the  words  of  it,  which 
may  have   wrought    ome  unhappy  prejudices  in 
weaker  Chrijliams,  yet  I  believe  it  ftitl  to  be   one  of 
*benobleJl  parts  oj'ChriJfian  werjbip,    Thejubjeft 
of  it  is  the  doctrine  eft  be  Trinity  j    which  is    that 
peculiar  glory  of  the   divine  nature,  that  our  Lord 
'Jeius  Cbrilt  hns  fo  clearly  repealed  unto  men-  and. 
tsfo  necfjary  to  true  Chri  dignity .     The  aclion  is 
praife,  which  is  one  of  the  mod  complete  and  exaU 
ted  pari s  of heavenly  wcrjhip.  I  hare  eaft  the  Jong 
into  a  variety  ef forms,  and  have  fitted  it  by  a  plain 
i-erfon,  or  a  targe p&raphra'e,   to  bejuvg  cither 
ale -it)  or  a^t'.e  conclujion  of  another  Hymn    I  have 
added  al  oafezv  Hoaxnas-cra^  criptions  offahation 
to  Chri/ljn  thejame  manner,  and  for  th^famesnd* 


A  Song  ofprai  e  to  the  Ever-biejfed  Trinity ',  God 
the  Fat  her ,  Son,  and  Spirit. 

XXVI.     zj  Lsng  Metre, 

BLBSS'P  be  the  Father,  and  his  love, 
To  whofe  cekftial  fource  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  joy  above, 
And  riits  of  comfort  her$  below. 

ftlQTory  to  Thee,  great  Son  of  God  : 
From  whofe  dear  wounded  bodyk>ll£ 
A  precious  dream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  i^r  dying  foul*. 


?4o  UYMlfS    AN©  jp.jji- 

3  We  give  Thee,  (acted  Spirit,  praife, 
Who,  in  our  hearts  of  fia  and  woe,    * 
Make  living  fprin.(j3  of grace artie, 
And  into  boiindleis  giory  :iow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father  God  the  Son, 
.And  God  the  Spirit  w(  adore, 

.That  fea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  ft  ore . 

XXVH.     ift  Common  Mr tr* 

GLORY  to  God  ;he  Father-  ;>*«£ 
Who  from  our  Tmfulrace. 
Chofeput  hi?  fii'rhjjss    o  proc aim* 
The  honors  ot^  grace. 

a  Glory  t©  God  the  Son  repaid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  e'ay  : 
And,  to  redeem  w  from  the  deacf. 

Gave  hio  own  Hit  away. 

^  Glory  t;o  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whole  almighty  po.v'r 
Our  fouls  their  heav'niy  birth  derive 

And  biefs the  happy  hum. 

4  Glcry  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
'   TV  eternal  Three  and  One, 
Wno  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 

XXVIII.     ift  Shgrt  Mtire. 

LET  God  the  Father  live 
Forever  on  our  fongties  ; 
Sinners  from  his  f+rft love  6tiive 
The  ground  of  ail  their  fongs. 
a  Ye  faints  employ  your  breath 
In  honor  to  the  Son, 
Who  bought  yoifr  fouls  from  hell  and  death, 
By  •fFring  up  Lis  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spiri.t,pvaifo, 
Of  aa  imixiortai  iy-ain, 


i,  ML  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  %\  i 

Wbofe  ligrbt,  anc  p^w'rand  grace  conveys* 

,  ition  down  to  men. 

4  Wh'le  God,  the  Comforter, 
Reveaieour  pardon' d  6t 

O  may  the  blood  and  water  bear 
The   fame  teecrd  within. 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three, 
Who  teal  th;*s  grace:  in  heav*n, 

The  Father,  Son.  and  Spirit  be 
Eternil  glory  giv'n. 

XXIX.  id  Long  Metre. 

GLORY  to  Gcd  tueT-.mity, 
Whofe  name  has  my  ft  cries  unknown; 
In  etfeace  One,  in  Perfon  Three  ; 
A  focial  nature,  yet  alone. 

%  When  ?M  cur  nobteft  pow'rs  are  join'd," 
The  ton  ore  ot  thy  name  toraife  ; 
Thy  glories  over-match  our  mind. 
And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praife. 

XXX.  zd  Gammon  Metre. 

THE  God  of  mercy  bc^ador'd. 
Who  caps  our  fouls*  from  death  : 
Who  fives,  by" his  redeeming  worS, 
And  new  creating  breath. 

z  To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

\nd  Spirit — ill  divine — 
The  One  in  Tnree,  and  Three  in  Oney 

Let  faints,  and  angels  join, 

XXXI.  id  Short  Metre. 
r   ET  God  the  Maker's  n  ame 

JLi    Hare  honor,  love  and  fear, 
To  God  the  Saviour,  pay  the  fame* 
And  God  the  Comforter. 
z  Father  of  I?  ghts  above, 
Thy  mercy  we  adore, 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  lore. 
And  Spirit  of  thy  pow'f* 


*4t  HYMNS   AND  B  Jit 

XXX 1 1.   $d  Long  Metre* 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Thraein  one, 
Be  honor,  praife~,  ana  glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

XXXIII.  Or  thus  :  — 

ALL  glory  to  thy  wondrous  namer 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love  : 
Thus  wt  exalt  the  Lord  the</«nb, 
And  thus  we  praife  the  heav'nly  Dove* 

XXXIV.    $d  Cam?non  Metre. 

NOW  let  trie  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  he  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  knowr?> 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 

XXXV.    Or  thus:— 

HONOR  to  Thee,  Almighty  Three, 
.    And  everlafting  One  *r 
AU  Glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit*  and  the  Son. 

XXXVI.    3d  Short  Metre. 

YE  angels,  round  the  throne, 
And  Saints,  who  dwell  below, 
Worfhip-ihe  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  biefethe  Spirit  too. 

XXXVlr.    Or  thus:— 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praife  ; 
Give  glory  to  the  Son  : 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  aqual  honor  done. 

XXXVITT.  Some  ef  Praife  in  the  Biffed  Trinity 

IG1 VE  Immortal  praife  ! 

To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above. 
He  fent  his  own 
Eternal  Soru 
To  die  for  fins, 
Wiiwi  man  had  done* 


B.I1I.  SPIRITUAL  SONG?.  %%y 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortai  glory  too  y 

Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 
From  evenafting  woe  : 

And  now  he  Ir 

And  now  he  rei 

And  fees  the  fruit 

Of  ail  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 
Immortal  worfhip  give, 
Whofe  new  creating  pow'r 
Makes  the  dead  tinner  live  : 

H;s  work  completes 
The  great  dtugn, 
And  tills  the  foul 
With  joy  divine. 

4,  Almighty  God,  to  Thee' 
Be  endlefs  honors  done  ; 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  myfter'ous  One  z 
Where  reafgn  fails 
With  all  her  powers, 
There  faith  prevail?, 
And  iove  adores. 

XXXIX 

^O  Him  whochofe  us  firft, 
Before  the  world  began* 
To  him  who  bore  the  curie 
To  fave  rebeil'ous  man  : 
To  him  who  forms 
Our  hearts  anew, 
Are  endlefs  pvaife 
And  glory  due. 

s.  The  Father's  love  fhall  run 
Tnro*  our  immortal  fongs  ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hofannas.  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  2drefs 
The  Spirit's  name 
X  x 


T 


3H  HYMNS  AND  M.U* 

With  equal  praifc, 
A,nd  zeal  the  fame* 
3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 
And  angels  round  the  throne. 
Forever  blefs,and  love, 
Tfae  facred  Three  in  One,, 

Thus  Heavm  -mail  raifc     0 
His  honors  high 
When  earth  and  time. 
Grow  old  and  die . 

XL. - 

TO  God  the  Fathers  throne 
Perpetual  honors  pay  : 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
And  mhi\c  our  lips 
Their  tribute:  brinf, 
&qs  faith  adores 
The  name  we  ling. 
-XLI. 

TO  our  eternal  God, 
The  Father  and  thcStfa* 
And  Spirit  aHdivif>e, 
Three  royfterics  in  one  : 
Salvation,  pow*r, 
Andrjraifebfc-fciv'n, 
By  art -on  earth, 
And  all  in  heav(n. 

XUI.    L$«gM<tre.        ..  • 
Tb^HosAnx*.  or  Salvation  ajcribidio  Cbttft* 

HOS  ATNNA,  to  king  Davids  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  fupexbr  throne 
We  bleft  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth,' 
Who  brings  faivation  down  to  earth. 

a  Let  ev*ry  nation,  ev*ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  ; 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Sion  fing 
The  growing  glirki  of  her  Kin3. 


B.  III.  SPIRITUAL  S0NG3.  W 

XLtIL     Common  Metre. 

HOSANNAto  the  Prince  cf  grace, 
Sion  bthold  thy  Kins  :  . 
proclaim  the  fon of  David's  race, 
And  tsach  the  babes  tofing. 

a  Rofanna  to  tb'  incarnate  Word 
That  from  the  Father  came  f  i 
Ascribe  falvaMon  to  the  Lord, 

With  bkfungs  on  his. name. 

XL  IV.    Short  Metre. 

H  OS  ANN  A.  to  the  Son.  * 
Of  David,  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  neusof  pardom  do?»ft. 
And  bought  ft  with  hi>  blood. 

%  To  Chrift  tV  anointed  King, ' 

Beeridlefs  ble  dings  giv'n  ; 
Let  the  who'e  earth  his  glory  bug* 
i    Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n. 
XLV 

HOSlN*jA-toUn  King, 
Of  pavid'e  ancient  blood  : 
BehoM  Ue  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God; 

Let  oid  and  young 

Attend  his  way, 

And  at  his  feet 

Their  honors  lay. 
4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  : 
Let  earth*  andfga,  ami  fty, 
Ilif  won4*r«tt8Jovcprpdaim  ; 

Upon  his  head 

Shall  honor*  reft 

Andcv'ryage 

Fronounce  him  blefsM 

THE  END. 


TABL  E 

.    'T?- find  any  IIY jbIN,ty  thefirji  line. 

PAG*:. 

ADORE;  and  tremble,  for  our  God  26 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ic6 

Ail  mortal  vanities  be  gone  1  8 

And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  j  76 

And  muft  this  body  die  s3o 

And  now  the  foales  have  left  mine  eyes  158 

Arife,  my  foul,  my  joyful  powVs  159 

As  new-born  babes  defire  the  b^eit  38 

At  thy  command,  our  deareftJLord            \  22>\ 

Attend,  while  God's  exalted  Son  -191 

Awake  my  heart,  arife,  my  tongue  1 6 

Awake  our  fouls,  away  our  fears  a  7 

Away  from  ev'ryjnortaTcare  x  8? 

BACKWARD  with  humble  ihame  we  look  34 
Begin,  my  tongue,  fome.  heav'niy  theme  149 

Behold  how  finners  difagjjee  •"  81 

Behold  the  bl ind  their  light'  receive  .1  f>6 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  3 

Behold  the  grace  appears    w  5 

Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay  71 

Behold  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here  41 

Behold  the  woman's  promised.  Seed  19c 

Behold  the  wretch,  whole  luft  and  wine  76 

Beho'd  what  wond'rov.s  38 

BieiVdare  the  humble  fodlS  who  fee  63 

BleiVdbe  theeverlaffitfg  God  19 

Blefs'd  be  the  Father  and  his  love  *39 
Biefs'd  morning  whofefoung  dawning  rays  151 

Blefa'd  with  the  joys  of  irinocerce           i:  '*  ^91 

Biood  has  a  voice  to  pierbe  the  ftcies  jvS; 

•Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  135 

Broad  is  the  road  which  Veads  to  death  309 

jBury'd  in  fhadovvsf  oi  the  night  61 

Buc  few  among  the  car  nal  wife  60 

C\  N  creatures  to  perfection  find  11% 

Cl.  rift  and  his  croi's  are  all  our^ theme  ?4 

; Coins,  all  harmonious  tongues  4  6*? 


TABLIi  >^fi 

Come  dcarefr  Lord,  defcend  znd  dwell  g3 

Come  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God  175 

Con*  hither  aM  ye  weary  fouls  78 

Come,  H*iy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove  1  14 

Come,  let  us  join  a jeyful  tune  314 

Come  let  as  join  our  cheerful  fongs  37 

Come,  !ct  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes  178 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high  i$$ 

Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord  121 

"TV  \UGHTERS  of  $m,  Come,  fcehold  44 

\J  Dear  Lord  behold  our  fore  diftrtf3  i\i 

Dear  eft  of  all  the  names  above  S03 

Death  cannot  make  our  fouU  afraid  134 

I)eath  may  dhTolve  thy  body  now  10 

Death  !  Ms  a  mehnchoty  clay  2j6 

Deccrv'd  by  Allele  inares  of  hell  ©  6 

Deep  in  the  duft  before  thy  throne  77 

Defcend  from  heav'n  immortal  Dove  1 1& 

Do  we  not  kn/>w  that  folemn  word  7^ 

Sown  headlong  from  their  native  Ikies  j7G 

,  read  fov  'reign,  let  my  ev'njng  fong  j.0s 

E'ER  the  blue  heav'to  were  flretcVd  abroad  4 

Eternal  Sov'reign  of  the  Iky  .  ac3 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confefs  19* 

FAJTH  is  the  brighteft  evidence  74 
Far  from  my  thoughts.vsin  world  begone  119 

Father,  I  long,' I  faint  to  fee  *4& 

Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace  £37 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gofpcl  ftands  84 

From  heav'n  the  finningangels fell  2?o 

from  thee,  my  God,  my  joy3  mail  rife  z$4 

GE  NTILE5  by  nature  we  belong  70 

Give  me  the  wipgs  of  faith  to  rife  197 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity  241 

Glory  to  God  who  walks  the  fky  14a 

Glorjr  to  Ood  the  Father's  name  540 

God  is  a  'Spirit  juft  and  wife  I3 

G}od  of  the  morning,  at  whoft  voice  50 

Xn  J 


TABLE.  *aoe 

•God  of  the  feas,  thy  thund'ring  voice  150 
God,  the  eternal  awful  name                      I    ir3 

God,  who  in  var'ous  methods  told  51 

Go  preach  my  gofpel  faith  the  Lord  79 

Go,  worship  at  Immanuc'i's  feet  -jo 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  148 

Great  God,  \  own  thy  fentence  juft  6 

Great  God,  thy  glories  mall  emp!oy  215 

Great  God,  to  *hat  a  glor'ous. height  isr 

Great  Kin?  of  Glory  and  of  Qrace        -  aia 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great  aco 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Grteks  and  Jenop    8z, 
Happy  the  Church,  thou  facred  place    146 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign  1x7 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs,  a  doleful  found  145 

Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from-  on  high  4Z 
Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims  15 
Hence  from  my  foul  fad  thou ghts  be  gone  153 

Here  at  thy  crofs,  my  dying  God  103 

High  as  thy  heav'n3  above  the  ground  183 

High  on  a  hill  of  daz  zling  light  in 

Hofaima,  &fc.  245 

Hofanna  to  our  conquering  King  164 

Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  Light  1  s5 

Hofanna  to  the  Royal  Son  1 4. 

Hofanna  with  a  chearful  found  £05 

How  are  thy  glories  btre-di-fplay'd  2.38 

How  beaut' oua  are  their  feet  1^ 

How  can  I  fink  wi'h  fuch  a  prop  iS* 

How  condefcending  an*  how  kind  an 

How  full  of  anguiih  is  the  thought  x  jz 

H  ow  heavy  is  the  night  6 2, 

K  >:v  honorable  i?  the  p'ace  8 

How  large  the  promife,  how  divine  70 

How  oft  have  fin  and  fatan  ftrovej  8? 

.   How  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  az8 

-  How  fad  ov.v  ftate  by  nature  is  164. 

How  ihall  L  praii,*  th1  eternal  God  a  14. 

•  ftior  t  >>  n  a  i  1  afty  U  our  life  123 

How  fhouid  tbc  Sons  at  Mam's  race  54 


TABLE  v^gk 

Bow  fcrong  thkic  arm  is  mighty  God  •  -         a8 

.  How  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place  129 

Hf>*v  vain  are  all  things  h^re  beiow  133 

How  won&'rous  great,  how  glor'ous  bright  163 

I  Cannot  be^r  thine  abfcnce,  Lord  184 

I  give  immortal  praife  343 

I  hate  the  tempter,  and  his  charms  aoS 

1  lift  my  banner  faith  the  Lord  ar 

I  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace  201 

I'm  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord  6+ 

l!fend  the  joys  of  earth  away  io7 

IlingMy  Saviour's  wond'rous  death  *83 

Jeho-v*b  fpeaks,  let  Ifr'el  hear.  53 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high  ai6 

"Jeus,  in  thec  our  eyes  beheld  .00 

ye/us  invites  Ins  faints  *azo 
Jefus  is  gone  above  thg  fkies                   '     '2,2 3 

Jdfus,ihc  Man  of  conftant   grief  ir 

ye/us,  we  blers  thy  Father's  name  5^ 

J  ejus  j  we  bow  before  thy  feet  0,$?, 

y/fus9  with  all  thy  faints  above  i-aa 

In  Gabriel's  handja  mighty  (lone  35 

In  thine  GT?n  ways,  O  God  of  love  a-z 

invain  thefewealthy  mortals  toil  17 

In  vain  we  laviih  out  our  lives  9 

Infinite  grief !  amazing  woe  169 

Join  all  the  glor'ous  names  -96 

Join  a  4  the  names  of  love  and  pow'r  95 

Is  this  the  kind  rerurn  153 

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LADE  NT  with  gu:it,  and  full  of  fears 
Let  all  our  tongues  be  one 
Let  evedaftinggloriea  crown 
Let  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
Let  God  -.he  Father  live 
Xrethirn  embrace  my  foul  and  prove 
Let  God  the  Maker's  n^me 
Let  me  bugbear  my -SaylQur  fay 


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Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood  9-1* 

Let  them  neg 'eft  thy  glory  Lord,  1  i%$ 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  word  ^%% 

Life  and  iniraortal  joys  are  giv'n  X89 

Life  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord  .56 

Lilt  up  your  eyes  to  th»  heav'nty *feato  *xi 

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Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  2*7 

Lord,  how  fecure  and  bleL'4  are  they  X4* 

Lord,  how  fecure  my  confctince  wa*  7  x 

L6rd  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand  334. 

Lord,  we  a1*  ore  thy  vaft  defigns  17$ 

Lord,  we  are  blind  poor  mortals  blind,  xiS 

Lord  we  co nfefs  our  num'rous  faults  69 

Lord,  what  a  heav'n  of  favjng  grace  x  1  r 

Lord?,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this  137 
Lord,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll    x©3 

MAN  has  a  foul  of  vaft  defires  •  o+S 
Miftaken  fouls  who4ream  of  heav'ii  %% 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  X97 

My  drowfy  pQwr's,  why  (Jeep  ye  fo  117 

My  God,  how  endlefa  is  thy  love  5& 

My  Godi  my  life,  my  love  167 

My  God^my  portion,  and  my  love  168 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be  187 

My  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  138 

My  God,  what  endlefs  pUafares  dwell  129 

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&o,  Tli  repine  at  death  no  more  174 

No,  1  fhail  envy  them  no  more  139 

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Not  aJ  whe  blood  of  beafts  599 

t\  01  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth          .  60 

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.0  the  terrors  of  the  Lord  10$ 

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'  Now  be  the  God  or  Ifr'e I  biefs'd  39 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God  So 

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Now  have  our  hearts  embrae'd  our  God  330 

Now  in  t\.c  gah'iie?.  of  his  ^race  49 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youtliful  b;cod  53 

Nowiet  ^.fpaciou? world  arife  *ci 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot  23 1 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmiJe  134 

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Now  (hall  my  inward  joys  arife  23 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  133 

New  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know  36 

Now  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme  84 

OF  OR  an  overcoming  faith  14 
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Oh  !  the  Almighty  Lord  *~g 

Oh  the  de'iights  &e  hjeav'enlyjoys  16? 

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Our  fouls  fh all  magnify  the  LoTd  3^ 

Our  fpirito  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb  336 

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Praife,  everlafting  praife,  be  paid  143 

TJ  AISE  thee  my  foul,  fly  u^,  and  run  113 

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Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  found  169 

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Shall  we  go  on  to  fin  66 

Shall  wifdQm  cry  aloud  5g 

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Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  buiit  the  ikiea  109 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly Jaofts  144 

Sitting  around  our  Father*  s  board  ^3  7 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raife  69 

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Stoop  down  my  thoughts*  wfeich  ule  to  rife  126 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  ftrait  su 

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Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name  t»$ 

The  glories  of  my  Miker  God  i}i 

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The  King  ef  Glory  tends  his  Son  j^ 

The  lands  which  long  in  darknefs  lay  1  % 

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The  Lard  Jehovaji  reigns  xx7 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  <4 

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The  true  Mefliah  now  apprars  1Qg 
The  voice  of  my  beloved  founds  4  j 

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There  is  a houfe  not  made  with  hands  63 

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Whence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arife  33 

When  lean  read  my  title  clear  146 

Wheo  in  the  light  of  faith  divine  173 

Whtn  i  furvey  the  wend'rous  crofs  324 

When  we  are  raisM  from  deep  diftrefs  3* 

When  ftrangers  fta'nd  and  hear  me  tell  4& 

"When  the  fir  ft  parents  of  cur  race  15  6 

When  the  fcreat  rtuiider  arch 'd  the  ikies  116 

Wnere  a*e  the  mourners  faith  the  Lord  ac* 

Who  can  defence  the  joys  which  rife  63 

Who  ha  beli .v'd  try  word  86 

Who  is  this  Fair  One  in  diftrefs  49 

Who  {hall  the  Lord's  eitfr/  condemn  13 

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Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  ioz 

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Why  ihould  thin  earth  delight  us  fo  213  . 

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